Empty Promise Land

I found my old diary today
And it took my breath away
To see the first time
I ever wrote your name
Next to a heart and a question mark
The pages yellow, the ink still dark
Oh, it might as well
Have flowed straight from my veins

We can't go back to the place
Where we started from
And I know we can't face
What we've become
That quiet boy
Whose secrets never crossed his lips
That bright-eyed girl
With the world at her fingertips

Let them walk away
Going hand in hand
Don't make them stay
In this empty promise land

I saw your search history tonight
Ivory coast, a midnight flight
Would you meet someone
Or go there on your own?
On each side of this old bed
I swear we might as well be dead
Our bodies touch
But our spirits lie alone

We can't go back to the place
Where we started from
And I know we can't face
What we've become
This woman
Whose blood is boiling underneath her skin
This lonely guy
Who's just longing for his dreams again

Let them walk away
Going hand in hand
Don't make them stay
In this empty promise land
Let them walk away
Going hand in hand
Don't make them stay
In this empty promise land