how could I say goodbyenI won't let you see their typendreams of yesterdaynhave haunted my lifenthey bleed through the daynand creep through the nightnnblacked out but not gonenwell sometimes you need love to hold onnblacked out but not gonenI see you walk away like the setting sunnni fell through the hazenleft by the sunnyah, my eyes were glazednmy mind on the runnso i float awaynlike birds when you callncause the higher we climbnthe harder we fallnnblacked out but not gonenwell sometimes we need love to hold onnblacked out but not gonenI see you walk away like the setting sunnnblacked out but not gonenwell sometimes we need love to hold onnwell sometimes we need love to hold on