Looking at your pictures I see us a few months back Listening to our recorded calls I hear you laugh your way through the avenue
Baby, I should have embraced you more In the sweltering heat, in the cold parking lot I should have sung more musical songs with you In your Benz, that night in May
Baby, would do, could do anything Bring you back and make you feel errthing I foolishly did not Should have hugged you even when your jokes got so annoying Should have told you I'd stand behind you even when they throw rocks at your back