Highs and lows

I wish that I could save
The memories lost again
Now let me drift away
Don’t say my name
I wish that I can hold you
Closer to the fall
Thought of growing old
Doesn’t feel so cold
I know, of how high, or low
It’s so cold, I know
That our high and how low

It comes around again
It goes so fast
Watch it drift away
Drift away from our past
It keeps you in control
It keeps you on the edge
The edge of losing touch
Doesn’t seem so cold
I know, of how high, or low
It’s so cold, I know
That our high and how low

Thought of growing old
Doesn’t feel so cold
I know, of how high, or low
It’s so cold, I know
That our high and how low