The echoes of your silence
Rebound within my head
Another message sent to you
Rejected and unread
Those plans I had for summer
Spontaneous and true
Eroded by the hands of time
Now the nights are blue
I said I’d wait forever
You just needed more time
Maybe I was blind in love
My self-inflicted crime
The nights are getting shorter
Darkness overhead
Is this just a wicked game?
Of promised words, we said
You’ll expect a message
Saying that I care
Yet perhaps I just had enough
For you were never there
