

(oooh) I wrote your name in dust on the glass
But the morning sun makes it fade too fast
Quiet hallways, sneakers on the floor
I don't think you look at me anymore (mmm)
And I'm just a passenger sitting in the back
Watching our colors fading into black
Yeah, we're growing up but we're growing apart With a slow beat
inside my heart
Your locker's closed, the hallway's gone cold
Stories that we never got to be told
I keep my hands inside my pockets now
Trying to remember how to smile somehow And I'm just a passenger
sitting in the back
Watching our colors fading into black
Yeah, we're growing up but we're growing apart With a slow beat
inside my heart
(inside my heart)
Just a slow beat... (oh-oh)