Testo Maybe

And maybe it's not for me to wish to be holding you
And maybe your touch would be just too much for me to bear
And maybe all these questions were left to be unanswered
And maybe all these feelings to you don't really matter, anymore, anyway

And maybe your lips were meant to be kissed by someone else
And maybe it's not for me to whisper those empty "I love yous" in your ear
And maybe all these questions were left to be unanswered And maybe all these feelings to you don't really matter
Beauty in pain.
Pain in your absence.
Left with your smile, memories, and sounds
And it's killing me again

Beauty in pain
Pain in your absence
Left with your smile, memories, and silence
And it's killing me again

With these dreams left unsatisfied
Should these feelings be left to die
And disappear from here?
And this emptiness inside misplaced
Longing again to see your face
And it's killing me
And it's killing you

This will be forgotten
This will be forgotten
Gone away from this place
Forgotten from this place