There's so many questions in my mind
Some don't have an answer I can find
Why do we always want the things the things that we can't have
And all the things that matter so easy to forget
High hopes fading into memories
They will ??  
Turning into bitter memories
Here's to you 
Here's to us all
Whoever put a price on a piece of land
Did they cound every single grain of sand
It is just the earth slipping through our hands
But we only care when it all ends
High hopes fading into memories
They will ??  
Turning into bitter memories
Here's to you 
Here's to us all
High hopes
High hopes fading into memories
They will ??  
Turning into bitter memories
Here's to you 
Here's to us all