Time - does it heal

Watching, staring at the window seeing lights passing by
Listening, to the sound of silence hoping time doesn’t pass me by
Thinking, its 3a.m. I must be lonely and outside it starts raining

All night talking to myself that I should get some sleep
Because, he says, tomorrow there might be something good for you.
I almost believe him when I say, hold on, I don’t think I want to look out for tomorrow
Because, I say, all I want is the past to come back

I am living for the past
Everything in front of me looks so good, but I keep longing to go back
Longing to change my decisions, who's to say my other present wouldn't have been perfect
I can't get back, but I can't let go either
I have this hope and hope is a good thing, says Red
Hope is probably the best of things. Maybe it is, maybe just.

A tear comes to mind, when I think of you 
And remember the time when our friendship was new
I have stopped counting my fingers,
the number of mistakes that I have made
I look back at yesterday 
oh what was i thinking