Do you remember,
  that feeling, that we had long ago
  Well it's almost gone
  I can sense it for an instant,
  then like snow in my hand,
  It melts away
    Will we ever, accept that,
  It's already gone.
    Pushing, pulling, stretching,
  Trying hard to force it into shape
  But the harder that we work it
  The less it will ever be the same.
  Pushing, pulling, stretching,
  Trying hard to force it into shape
  Pushing, pulling, stretching,
  Trying, it will never be the same.
    Do you remember,
  last summer, sitting in a rented car
  As the night rolled by
  And you said I wasn't trying
  And I know you were right
  Don't know why I lied
    Will we ever, accept that
  It's already gone
    Pushing, pulling, stretching,
  Trying hard to force it into shape
  But the harder that we work it
  The less it will ever be the same.
  Pushing, pulling, stretching,
  Trying hard to force it into shape
  Pushing, pulling, stretching,
  Trying, it will never be the same.