We never tend to question why
Our mouths remain so frozen shut
A life's work made in winter time
As whistful lay the summer dust
Eerie are these fickle thoughts
For what cannot be simply changed
Striking hearts to fall between
Your sunlight fades, all sunlight fades
Now everybody wants to know
What became of you?
What became of you?
We never see how soon in time
Our age runs ragged, frayed and raw
Abandoned from what came before
In whistful seasons, youth still flawed
So sterile kept the lifeless eyes
For what could not remain unchanged
Truant hearts to flee those bells
On normal days, all normal days
Now everybody wants to know
What became of you?
What became of you?
In a bid of strength for weakness
No one ever stops to think
How it's everything we've ever wanted
But we're still haunted by our dreams
We're still haunted by our dreams