Do you remember, that feeling, that we had long ago Well it's almost gone I can sense it for an instant, then like snow in my hand, It melts away Will we ever, accept that, It's already gone. Pushing, pulling, stretching, Trying hard to force it into shape But the harder that we work it The less it will ever be the same. Pushing, pulling, stretching, Trying hard to force it into shape Pushing, pulling, stretching, Trying, it will never be the same. Do you remember,
last summer, sitting in a rented car As the night rolled by And you said I wasn't trying And I know you were right Don't know why I lied Will we ever, accept that It's already gone Pushing, pulling, stretching, Trying hard to force it into shape But the harder that we work it The less it will ever be the same. Pushing, pulling, stretching, Trying hard to force it into shape Pushing, pulling, stretching, Trying, it will never be the same.