The Ring

Take these chains of promises Cast them gently in the sand Then, each tarnished word still promises There inside the golden band Would you mean that much to anyone Could you mean that much to anyone, again? But now I don't love you anymore Anymore in my life Here we are and it's all over And it will never be the same Makes no sense when you had everything Makes no sense to wonder why You prefer this life of emptiness And I would offer you the sky And then, and then look at that photograph Smiling faces hide the lie Look there preserved for future memories And conspire for one last try