"How We Were"

 It’s a sad thing 
 but it’s a true thing 
 That we are moving 
 Away from how we were 

 I don’t really want to 
 But have no choice, cause you do 
 So now it’s through 
 No more how we were 

 Little things are reminders 
 To which I must put blinders 
 Don’t need these rewinders 
 Taking me back to how we were 

 I guess I really want to 
 Probably a lot more than you do 
 But still we’re through 
 No more how we were