Strangers

I said goodbye to Los Angeles
Then I boarded the plane
Searching for a version of myself before the pain
And the players in my story
They still look much the same
But the boys I used to laugh with
I am watching as they change

We grow up, we grow old
We move on and we grow cold
We're afraid, so we stay
Feeling things we just can't say
It is hard enough when you are standing out there all alone
And the ones you love are changing into strangers

The ritual we play at is so simple and so pure
With a hint of desperation in my voice
'Cause I'm unsure
Aching for a simpler time
But needing so much more
Remembering those nights that seemed so endless long before

We grow up, we grow old
We move on and we grow cold
We're afraid, so we stay
Feeling things we just can't say
It is hard enough when you are standing out there all alone
And the ones you love are changing into strangers

All my failures at redemption overshadowed by success
I do not think I have earned and so I'm fraying at the edges
And my seams have come undone
So I wonder when enough is enough

Think about that dancer in her rapture in the dark
My longing for her answer
For some beauty or a spark
And that never-ending hunger as she laid there in my arms
Moving forwards, looking backwards
Still unsure of what we are

We grow up, we grow old
We move on and we grow cold
We're afraid, so we stay
Feeling things we just can't say
It is hard enough when you are standing out there all alone
And the ones you love are changing into strangers

And the ones you love are changing into strangers