Memories

I miss the times, back when, You'd put your hand in
 mine. They were so warm and you'd
 lay your head, on my shoulder, while your cheeks
 turned red when you blushed
 Memories of good times, like postcards that I'll never find
 again, once so precious, now forgotten in the corners of the
 dark. I'm getting used to this feeling of regret, that was
 caused by the fact that I wasted your time and you wasted mine
 Your eyes, they guided me like, pretty blue
 lights, once looked so clean and so safe and I tried
 to get you out of my mind, it's so hard to
 find, you used to be so kind
 Memories of good times, like postcards that I'll never find
 again, once so precious, now forgotten in the corners of the
 dark. I'm getting used to this feeling of regret, that was
 caused by the fact that I wasted your time and you wasted mine
 Though, I believe the both of us will be fine
 We just need some space and we just need some time
 'Cause I can see in your eyes, that you lost your trust
 But if we'll keep holding on, it's gonna be alright
 Memories of good times, like postcards that I'll never find
 again, once so precious, now forgotten in the corners of the
 dark. I'm getting used to this feeling of regret, that was
 caused by the fact that I wasted your time and you wasted mine