I'm sat here Wondering how it went When the sky bent Seemingly I remember sixteen No matter how many days It's been I remember you Coming home But it's all so different I guess what I'm trying to say Is I kinda wish you'd Come home again But then I don't know if I'll be scared Or saddened Wondering if you missed me Knowing that it's history But I want you to know What you really meant to me And though I'd left you At mystery I always wondered whether we could come back To where we first met Holding the roses on my chest Telling you you're beautiful, all over again, But I've only partly mended Oh how I wish to see you again Giving you my favourite pen Listening to the songs we'd love Only to realise I'm all alone. I just wish I could tell you All of the things I paid hell to I just wish I could smell you Let you know, I'm thinking about you And all the things we used to do I don't know if I can live without you. I don't know if this is called living.
Sometimes it gets easier, The feelings it passes And with every class, I come full circle To missing you again. I guess you were right I am like a turtle.
Why is it that thoughts of you Never seem to vanish And though time could stand still Darling know that's not enough, I need it to reverse And hope that you can come back home. Maybe history is cruel Keeping my mind on you Just to see me go insane. You'd walk through every door But the one I want you to walk through Is stuck between life and death And so I promise this... Even if it takes my last breath... I will live to be the man That you dreamed of, I will live to be the man That you envisioned to be perfect.
And I know I'm not much Nor will I ever be right enough But darling know that I'm going To do what's right by you.
I will be a loving husband I won't ever be a has been, I'd give my wife A man with full abs, I'd give my wife All the pieces of my heart And though it's only words Know that I've tattooed it in my soul That I will be the man You have always dreamed of. That I will hold every piece of you In my arms.
~I promise, I'm not crying, missing you. The skies...the clouds are stormy, and they just rained a little.