That night we shared on the stairs
When I was crying my eyes out
You gave me a tissue and pulled back my hair
And understood me without a doubt
And we talked.

Today I talked with someone new
And it reminded me of that night
Every second I thought of you
And regretted our fight
And you're gone.

Sometimes you and I would be on the phone
Never is it the same
I really wish you'd come home
I think it was my family to blame
And I'm sorry.