LYRIC
We were too young to feel this old
Too much sugar and not enough cream
To keep on living in this fairy tale dream
Was it my fault the sky turned gray?
We were too free to feel this way
Pinch of black, a pinch of white
We tried to hard to get it right [Chorus] Is my fault that time stands still?
Did I stay stuck against my will?
Too much thought
A lot of it gone to keep myself from moving on
Was it my fault that time stands still?
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