Here's to the guy I'll never have,
Tell me what's like to lose the one who loved you,
And choose the one who 'settled' for you.
Years down the line, when there's no fire in your life,
Would you the miss the warmth, my love brought in your life?


I never truly got to know you,
but god! I really tried to,
You were like a movie I couldn't understand,
would've given everything to know what goes inside your head.
But even with the things i didnt know,
I knew it would only make my love grow.


Sometimes I'd lay awake at night,
Wondering where you go,
When things get hard and life takes a toll,
Do you look for arms to run and hide
Or do you to drown it with whisky or wine?

What's the song that always gets you on your feet,
Or the movie that always makes you weep?
What's the memory you hold close to your heart,
Or the wish you make under a shooting star?


To be with you was never a daydream but a prayer for me,
But sometimes, just sometimes I'd allow myself to think how it would be,

And i would see us ,at midnight, wide awake
Dancing around the kitchen, wondering what to bake.
You complain how I have the worst taste in songs,
But when my favourite song played, i catch you singing along.


But let's acknowledge the sad reality, shall we?
That's it's only in my mind where exist a 'you and me'.

I know, I should have told you how i felt,
But how can I, when you have your arms wrapped around someone else?
I hate the fact that you couldn't see,
Something as bright as the sun and loud as the sea.
You should have looked a little longer in my eyes,
You should have noticed the crack of my voice in our goodbyes,
There, you would've found my love,
Overflowing and overwhelming, escaping with all its might.

Now, this half written story will get locked in a cage,
Where it'll collect dust in every page.
Because I am everything you'll ever need
But nothing you'll ever want.
You're everything I'll ever want
But nothing I can ever have.

Here's to the guy I'll never have,
It took me a while to Mean it when I say,
"I hope she makes u happy and
I hope she makes you stay".

Home isn't four walls
neither it's two arms.
It's a place where your mind whishpers,
"You are exactly where you are supposed to be."

I don't know with whom I fell in love.
Was it the idea of you
or was it the idea of Love?