Текст Mandy Moore – Stories Reminding Myself Of Me

Time to go
I’m not taking anything
Can’t take another swing
Time to go

From the phases of the moon
To the half-stoned afternoon
Stories reminding myself of me
Turning a corner so bittersweet
A halo of streetlights from red to green
Stories reminding myself of me

Start again
While I’m feeling up to it
The innocent mask don’t fit like it did back then
I hear that song
The silence was deafening
And it feels so good to sing

It’s been too damn long
From the demons of the past
To my feet up on the dash
Stories reminding myself of me
Turning a corner so bittersweet
A halo of streetlights from red to green
Stories reminding myself of me

From the cold December air
To the silver in my hair
Stories reminding myself of me