Summer

It's far beyond your reach, it holds a place in time Somewhere ahead is the back of the time I can't relate to your mistakes, awkwardly speaking with nothing to say Caught up in your life, excuses are so lame You maybe different but I'm still the same The reasons that you thought, the intention that you caught You say things are simple but we both know they're not You can't let it go Whoa You can't but I know Whoa, whoa you don't even know It's not in what you do, more in what you say A million questions asked the remnants of the past You've always been denied, but always by your side I've always tried to, to understand you The worlds not learning from you Whoa, whoa It's not in what you do, more in what you say --- Summer - Sum 41