Flowing, a river made of rain Winding down the mountain of everything I hate Photos, I took from better days Nice to know their color never seems to fade If only I were smart enough to know what's good for me If I didn't feel so confident, would I be so naïve? If I could turn back time and try again, then maybe we Could've been something more Perfect glitter on your face Light behind your eyes, flicker like a flame Burning, but comfort from your gaze All I feel is hurt, but I can't look...