In the quiet of the night,
I think of us, once so right.
Plans we made, dreams we drew,
A love cut short too soon, too true.

If I could go and try once more,
I'd love you better than before.
You’re gone, and though it breaks me still,
I can't blame you—you had to and you made your will.

It hurt to lose you, made me see,
The flaws too huge for your capacity, that lived inside of me.
Now I’m ready for love that’s true,
But all I want is still just you.

Maybe you came to show the way,
To help me grow, then drift away.
You changed my heart, then had to part,
But you'll forever own a part.