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.