Back Then – A Reflection Through Lyrics

Looking back to the good old days again
The time when we used to be friends
Thought it would never end

But I guess things happen for a reason
My mind is still thinkin and thinkin
About how I didn't quit believin

In time, these thoughts become rougher
And I became tougher at the time
I was mad but I couldn't hold a grudge
I just began to judge
I didn't seem to love like I used to

But in time, I saw our ups
And those days we used to hug
Even though we weren't cuffed

My life molded me
It was really hard to process
Now you've made your progress

I just hope you do well
And hope you do succeed
And don't be like me, where I didn't proceed onward

Trust me, I will move forward

(Hook) ×2

I know what I've done
I know it's been so long
I'm writing a song to say I wish I could go Back Then

I'm spilling out the truth
I regret what I said in the truth
I was really mad at you

But now I feel so stupid
It felt like cupid hit me when I saw you

But now rocks are in my head
I can barely go to bed because
Sometimes I look back to being happy

Sometimes I even break a little
Shake a little
Hate a little

You know, I act like I don't care
I know it isn't fair
I know we shared a link

And in a blink, it's all gone
All the fun was just gone
Our friendship was gone
And I'm sorry

We became strangers
To talk one more time would bring me some light
I know we had our fights as friends
But real friends shouldn't end like we did

I don't think we should suffer from our consequences
But we should learn to be more intelligent

I had one last chance of redemption to see you again
But I couldn't wait from the tension
I was too afraid, I know I could have waited that day
I should've went to risk it

You should have seen me change
We could have caught up that day
But now I regret it
Now I regret it

(Hook) ×2

I know what I've done
I know it's been so long
I'm writing a song to say I wish I could go Back Then

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