I dont really no what to write anymore
ive come to a brick wall, a stand still...

Those tiny fingers
those tiny toes...

I don't really no what to write
theres a part of me thats faded out with the light...

You make me feel real
you make me feel alive...

Trembling in my thoughts of you
wondering where we went wrong...

You are the wind in my hair
you are the suns shining, warm glare...

If i could turn bk the hands of time
now theres a phrase we all use allot...

My hearts become so numb
i cant feel your love...

I thought that you were the one
the only man i could depend upon...

I miss the way we used to be
i miss the way you used to look at me...

Missing you isnt the hardest part.... its knowing...

Do you no whats its like to be me
to no the things i no...