Permanent

Here comes a moment when we have to face it,
There's no place to hide.
You cannot deny it anymore,
Though you've been trying so hard.

Even if we tried so hard,
And now it seems like you're always leaving me behind.
Why do I keep breathing the vague air, and make myself believe it's true.
Do I actually enjoy suffering like this?

So I wanted to make it stand,
Something stable to hold on to.
At first it seemed so right, and good,
But then it turned into you…

And now it always as you leave me behind your back, and gossip around.
Why is that happening, even though I wanted to build something stable between us?
Something permanent…
Permanent…

There comes a moment when you're standing by,
I'm trying to stand still…
Here, that's the edge; you make it sound so good…
But I know it could've never been… permanent…