made a sacrifice of paradise on the alter of my ego
threw to the fire the one beautiful thing in my life
and watched it turn to ashes in front of my face
I could have stopped I could have listened
but my so called pride seemed more important

so now I wake from dreams of me and you
to find myself alone in this big bed again
makes me want to go back to sleep
where I can still see your black dress
fall against your white neck
the feel of your breath against my chest
as we hold each other through the night

well I guess this is growing up
learning that all good things come to an end
and what it is like to only care for you as a friend
that there is more to life then just love
I just hope that as I grow the pain will fade
because right now getting caught in a thresher
would feel better then this

ashes ashes we all fall down