The thinning walls between us grow
Like our hearts tend not to do
I know this could be special
We're on to something dear
Glancing at the formation
Like you glance at yourself in the mirror
Colored hair and a hollow face
Ive been looking for you
The 5th month brings two things
Hope and destruction
A brisk walk right by the river
As I would pass i'd dream of winter
Dying breath sounds ever so sweet
Around this time of year
Hearts around this age
Are something we don't understand
I'd watch the ceiling float away
And so did all my fears
The 5th month brings two things
Hope and destruction
Your name engraved
Myself a mess
I'll be here for you
I'll be here for you