Late Night Alumni

It's all for nothing.
The love we see.
A broken offering.
A sad old dream.
So what it used to be is not enough.
It's all for nothing if we give up.
When I think of all the dreams we used to share.
All the days, all the night when you where there.
All my words upon the lines you used to keep.
When I think of all the promises, it cuts so deep.
It's all for nothing.
The love we see.
A broken offering.
A sad old dream.
So what it used to be.
Is not enough.