Happening

It's hard to know what's to become 
Of memories that are emptied of love 
I'm trying hard not to succumb 
and i don't want to feel like i need you 
cause if i do then heartache will surely come 
When nightime gives way to the sun 
Black river passes how quickly it runs 
I'm trying hard not to become 
and i don't want to feel like it's happening 

It's happening 
It's happening