How could I have missed, all the pain you were in?
How could I have missed, all the tears that flowed unseen?
I don't know how I did, but I see it all now.
It all seems clear to me now, but yet it makes no sense.
I sit and I think, if the signs you gave to me were meant to be.
It seems so odd how fast you move on .
In some ways it's a good thing, but in some ways, it can be bad.
I sit every night, I pray God will watch over you.
How could I have missed, that your heart was torn in two?
How could i have missed, that we were meant to be?
