Dried Flowers (English Version)

[Verse 1]
Maybe I am not the one that you were looking for
Maybe we were trying to kill what we couldn't afford
Before we knew we found ourselves fighting all the time
I'm so sorry
You know I've been tryin' to bring it up to you
I guess we are never gonna work it out
Even when we had a tiny promise for us two
Our conversation was over, yeah without a doubt

[Pre-Chorus 1]
If we meet again
Somewhere along the way
Wonder if we can laugh
About all the ways we fought today
I don't evеn know how
How to tell you the reasons why
Don't wanna cry whеn you sleep by my side
This I know for sure

[Chorus 1]
Not your voice
Not your face
Not even your clumsiness
Not a bit, not a bit
I can't seem to say "I hate it"
Like dried flowers our colors fade
All of the things that we had
Maybe, maybe, maybe someday
They'll fade away, yeah
[Verse 2]
Maybe you were not the one that I was looking for
But you can't make me cry for you anymore
"Why is it always me?" I used to say but now I don't do that no more
Break-up, some broken hearts are still available
Everything we had are not to be forgettable
You know I'm wondering how you work at it alone
Like how your way with doing fine with somebody new

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Choose is all I want
Choosin' your face to face (me) again
I really appreciate if it could still direct the way
'Cause we haven't changed a bit
You're away further away
But at least you can hear (all) my sayings from texting back
Tryna' play it cool

[Chorus 2]
Not your voice
Not your face
Not even your clumsiness
Even though, even still
I can sense you say "I hate it"
Like dried flowers our colors fade
It's just a matter of time
Maybe, maybe, maybe someday
We'll fade away
[Bridge]
I see my demons, they are dancing in the moonlight
Maybe I am going crazy, losing my mind
Even in darkness I can see the colors shine bright
Even when I'm calling on your name
From the back of my mind, my heart is still relentless
The love I have for you is tryin' to break it's way free

[Chorus 3]
It's your voice
It's your face
It's even your clumsiness
All of it, all of it
Now I know (what) I hate the most
(Just) like flowers dying in wither(ing)
I'm handing them to you
Will you, will you, will you, will you keep them forever?

[Outro]
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