I was just thinking of how soon it was when me was we.
At first when I thought of you, I smirked at the song of this reprise...
But then I decided I must forget you, and tears came to my eyes.
I know that I still love you, and I was manipulative and wrong;
I just can't decide, though....are we just acting strong?
Does any of this hurt you at all?
Because I see you, and I remember every time that you'd call.
You made me smile, you made me happy.
I wished it'd last awhile, I thought that you really loved me...
I've been wrong before, but this subject is too suspenseful;
I've tried to open another door...but I can't forget what was beautiful.
For once I will look out for me by looking away from you....
And I know, my darling, my broken love was true.
I think of you as the nights slowly crawl by;
Sorrow in my soul, a tear jumps from my eye.
I feel empty when I'm not talking to you,
Another way I know my broken love was true.
I just can't decide, though....are we just acting strong?
Does any of this hurt you at all?
Because I see you, and I remember every time that you'd call.
You made me smile, you made me happy.
I wished it'd last awhile, I thought that you really loved me...
I've been wrong before, but this subject is too suspenseful;
I've tried to open another door...but I can't forget what was beautiful.
For once I will look out for me by looking away from you....
And I know, my darling, my broken love was true.
I think of you as the nights slowly crawl by;
Sorrow in my soul, a tear jumps from my eye.
I feel empty when I'm not talking to you,
Another way I know my broken love was true.
I miss you so much, I can hardly breathe;
And, I know, where ever you are, you're not missing me.
I'm craving your voice, the secrets you'd sweetly say;
I've lost the method of choice, I pray these gray days will decay...
Your honesty, your touch...your lips never entwine with mine;
I loved you so much, but this won't be our time.
And, I know, where ever you are, you're not missing me.
I'm craving your voice, the secrets you'd sweetly say;
I've lost the method of choice, I pray these gray days will decay...
Your honesty, your touch...your lips never entwine with mine;
I loved you so much, but this won't be our time.