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The what if's are killing me, |
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keeping me awake. |
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I lie to myself but my heart is to smart to be tricked my brain. |
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I'm not okay,I'm not. |
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But I will be someday. |
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I'm strong but I'm wounded. |
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I can tell myself I'm moving on |
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but that's just a poor excuse for comfort. |
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It's just camouflage for abandonment . |
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And I can spend my life waiting for the grand moment |
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You take me back and make me laugh again. |
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That would be a miracle |
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Which is impossible by definition |
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But I miss you |
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I know you can hear it in my voice when I talk to you |
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I can see it in your eyes |
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I used to love your eyes |
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I used to love our lives |
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Living is what I'll do |
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It's always what I've done |
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The clouds have got to show the sun |
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I will find the better days |
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Deep down I know they'll always be in reach |
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I've reduced to how I usually feel when I fix to mind that I won't see you |
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I've reduced to how I usually feel cause I won't see you |
