Eight years ago I met her, A lean girl with long hair. She was calm like an ocean asleep, In her smile, we see the faith's leap.
I miss the days we were together, I spent my nights in lonely sobs Repeating that you're now long gone. I still wake up, hoping for your calls, I still wait for your knock behind the walls. My heart shatters all doors towards you, Thinking you'll turn around Reluctant to knock.
I yearn for another chance, Another night and another dance. I regret the day I let you go, My arms crave to hold you close. I know you aren't to come around But my heart keeps hope nevertheless.
I miss her and I crave for one last moment with her. Holding her hands.