every once in a while a doubts rises in me
about what I wanted to say, maybe I'll never say it
I stare out of the window, upon the streetlamps
how lonely they are at daytime, how they come back to life at night
sometimes it happens to me at night
I think about all I ever wanted to be
sometimes it's a familiar smile
that helps me accept it's over
sometimes when I watch over the girls
I find it hard to hold back the tears
everything is painted hues of purple and green
they remind me that it'll soon be good
it'll soon be good
sometimes I made certain decisions
that I'll start to be happy, let go of the past
I stare out of the window, at the old city
that I used to love it loved me back
sometimes it happens to me at night
I think about all I ever wanted to be
sometimes it's a familiar smile
that helps me accept it's over
sometimes when I watch over the girls
I find it hard to hold back the tears
everything is painted hues of purple and green
they remind me that it'll soon be good
it'll soon be good