Текст песни Fade - Brian Vaughn

Those were the better days
You and I
The easy way we grew
And memory is an evil thing we force upon ourselves
When we recall the things we knew

Before you know, the sun is gone
Another season fades
So pull down the curtains and put out the offering plates
I'll see you in the morning
We'll see the way it fades
Each and every day
I'm thankful for...