Despite the thousands of miles,
You're hear in my heart from the start...
And she asked me today,
"what inspires you to write...
In God's own calendar,
...years are days...
When you left me at the airport,
I was standing there helpless in tears...
Aimlessly,
I sail the milky way...
Touch me
Underneath my skin...
I find it quite peculiar
the way you blow kisses in my hair...
Sometimes,
when the wind eases...
It hurt so much to look at you,
For my gaze to meet your eyes...
Your overbearing heart-ache has got too much for...
I'm sorry pretty baby, but I'm trying to let you...
I gave you my heart, but you broke it into.
You said I was worthless and that we were through...
I don't have the words
That you want me to say...