We loved too far, we flew too high, (Ver.Z)

Song Overview
"We loved too far, we flew too high" is a poetic ballad about love that burns too brightly to last. It captures the fleeting nature of passion too much love, too little time and the ache of memories that remain when the fire fades.

Lyrics & Theme
The verses tell a story of laughter, desire, and longing, while the chorus laments that love ended before it truly had a chance to grow. It asks timeless questions: Was it fate or chance? Was it magic or just a fleeting dance?

Message
This song is for anyone who has loved too deeply, too quickly, only to see it slip away. It's a reflection on destiny, imperfection, and the beauty of love even when it cannot stay.
We loved too far, we flew too high,
We laughed too loud, we kissed the sky.
Was it fate or just a spark?
Too much light that left us dark.

I held you close, but not enough,
We called it love was it too rough?
Was it magic, was it chance?
Or just a midnight, neon dance?

You were too perfect, I was too late,
Was it destiny, or twist of fate?
Two hearts racing out of line,
But baby.. we ran out of time.

Oh, too much love and not enough time,
Too many tears in a moonlit rhyme.
Too many dreams we couldn t keep,
Now you're just a voice inside my sleep.

Why do we kiss if we can't stay?
Why do we turn and drift away?
Oh, too much love, too soon to end,
Will we meet again around the bend?

You needed me every Sunday night,
I brought you food, I made it right.
You said, "Stay here, let's be the same,"
But love's not fair it plays a game.

Another girl, another flame,
Yet I still whispered your name.
Was it wrong to love you both?
Or just the fire we feared the most?

If time is gravity, let's bend the stars,
Let's rewind the clocks to where we are.
If love's a force that pulls us near,
Why do you vanish year by year?

Why so beautiful?
Why so real?
Why so close and yet surreal?
Was it love or déjà vu?
Was it fate or just me and you?

Oh, too much love and not enough time,
Still hear your voice in every chime.
Too many songs we never played,
Too many nights that slipped away.

If this is love, then let it burn
Even if you never return.
Oh, too much love
And not enough time.