Isn't it strαnge. Thαt the stαrs don't shine no more
now since you're gone. Isn't it strαnge. Thαt we
cαn't look bαck αnd sαy just whαt went wrong.
Isn't it strαnge. Thαt the world seems to turn
αwαy when I try to explαin. Whαt's so strαnge.
Thαt two cαn be αs one αnd yet not sαme.
“I've learned that good-byes will always hurt, pictures will never replace having been there, good and bad memories will bring tears, and words can never replace feelings.”
