Moments come and then they go.
We think they're true and full of hope.
Then we find they aren't meant to be.
And never were.
We think they're true and full of hope.
Then we find they aren't meant to be.
And never were.
Faces come with hopeful gaze.
We place our hopes and dream of days.
But we don't really know them.
And never will.
We place our hopes and dream of days.
But we don't really know them.
And never will.
We tell ourselves that it's fine.
There's always more wine.
But we know the bottle's near empty.
And there are no more.
There's always more wine.
But we know the bottle's near empty.
And there are no more.
So we search and hope and pray.
With voices that fade more each day.
And we learn our fate face by face.
Until there are no more.
With voices that fade more each day.
And we learn our fate face by face.
Until there are no more.