I won't lie, If you're asking me Do I trust my own memories Are they lies if they come from me? Or are they blurred by what I want to see? Go on tell the night That it's meant to be the day How the moonlight was our guide When the sun refused to stay It's getting hard to trust my mind As the past will always fade So go on tell the night That it's meant to be the day Thinking back only makes it worse Focusing makes all your thoughts disperse It's when I'm tested that I realize What will hurt me, will reduce in size Go on tell the night That it's meant to be the day How the moonlight was our guide When the sun refused to stay It's getting hard to trust my mind As the past will always fade So go on tell the night That it's meant to be the day