Letra da Música 30th Street Station de Sixth Sense

Why can't it be the same?
Never conjoined... write down the reasons for me.

One at a time, one at a time...
Wanted to leave, running away.
One at a time, one at a time...
Wanted to leave, let's make it today.
(We'll run away, leaving today).

Revisit the beginning of time.
Take a snap and keep it always.
Write down the days that you were away.

One at a time, one at a time...
Wanted to leave, running away.
One at a time, one at a time...
Wanted to leave, let's make it today.
(We'll run away, leaving today).

And it seems I could mean something just like the words I'd say.
And I'll try, try to compensate for the lack of memory,
of the dreams that I dream wishing that tomorrow was today,
but those scenes all fade to grey.
Those scenes all burn away.
The scenes all fade to grey...away... away...
I'm leaving today.

One at a time, one at a time...
Wanted to leave, running away.
One at a time, one at a time...
Wanted to leave, let's make it today.
(We'll run away, leaving today).