You fade away.

I won’t forget those years and they won’t forget me either.
You made a mark inside me that can’t fade away with fashion.

You follow. You fade away. You follow.

Chorus: Don’t come back to me when it’s fallen through.
Because I won’t be here.
I can feel it changing.

Those corridors were golden, they gave us times we can’t forget.
Take one look at yourself.
Think back. Remember. Regret.

This is what you wanted.
Now you’re fading away.

(chorus)

You can’t deny a decade.
You’re on the edge. You can’t turn back.