September 2008
On the days I can't see your eyes, I don't even want to open mine. On the days I can't see your smile , I'd rather sit and wait awhile. For the days I know you'll be near, 'Cause a day without just is
How the hell did we wind up like this Why weren't we able To see the signs that we missed And try to turn the tables I wish you'd unclench your fists And unpack your suitcase Lately there's been too