how the story goes (raw)

Growing free like Wild strawberries I touched your lips once In my dreams Then summer ended Now I must let go Like trees say goodbye To their leaves In Autumn glow And I guess we'll never know That's how this story goes In this life and all its glory On Its stage we play the story So I guess we'll never know What it feels like to grow old With your hand in mine It isn't what I had in mind But it's how the story goes Maybe in another life We were all that it seemed And waking up holding you Was even better Than I dreamed And we would play All summer day With the wild strawberries So sweet upon your lips Creating memories But I guess we'll never know It's how this story goes In this life and all its glory On Its stage we play the story So I guess we'll never know What it feels like to grow old With your hand in mine It isn't what I had in mind But it's how the story goes Oh and I'd ask you To stay But I know the lights Would fade away Oh and I'd try To rewrite this play But who am I To argue with the Universes' way And I guess we'll never know That's how the story goes In this life and all its glory On its stage we live the story So I guess we'll never know What it feels like to grow old With your hand in mine It isn't what I had in mind But it's how the story goes It's how the story goes It's how the story goes