The best thing about tonight's that we're not...
Could it be that we have been this way before...

I dreampt of you last,
why did i sent you away...

Broken hearted,
left to cry...

I lay awake at night,
Wondering why...

I start to break down
i don't know what to do...

I stood by the door
As I watched my dad say good-bye...

The night was dark
The moon was high...