Sitting up on the roof
sneaking a smoke by the chimney...

There's some things that i regret,
some words i wish had gone unsaid...

Now your gone,
and I'm so blue...

In the circles I've been running,
I've covered many miles...

When you look back on times we had
i hope you smile...

I was sitting on my doorstep,
i hung up the phone and it fell out of my hand...

You took your coat off
and stood in the rain...

Now little Lisa is only 9 years old
Shes trying to figure out why the world is so cold...

I'm a little boy with glasses
the one who you call a geek...

I can remember the very first time i cried
how i wiped my eyes...

I feel these four walls closing in
face in close to the glass...

I kind of thought i would be better
all by myself...