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.