"Retrace"
Retrace our motion back to yesterdays Pick me up at the tennis courts Let’s go find each other in ourselves
My best friend, I wish we could start again But you didn’t turn back when walking out that door You claim the spark in your eyes is gone I see fires in you I feel fires for you
So keep walking, Run if you must I’ll never walk the other way The crimson string has sewn us together But I see the fire in your eyes













