With each passing day,
it gets harder and harder,
the words I should have said,
play in my head over and over,
like a tape recorder,
when will I wake up to realize you're not here,
the opportunity passed me by,
while I ran to hide,
regret is the liquid filling my lunges,
it gets harder to breathe,
I threw away the key,
it's my fault I'm not free,
Still I sit here and wait,
for the words,
you and I,
the days pass me by flying so fast,
I don't even have time to cry,
even if I did,
the tears run dry,
I'm sorry for all of this,
my mistake,
my lie,
I should have just told you,
my love,
for you I would die.....
Sep 18, 2010
Sep 18, 2010 at 7:56 PM UTC
With each passing day,
it gets harder and harder,
the words I should have said,
play in my head over and over,
like a tape recorder,
when will I wake up to realize you're not here,
the opportunity passed me by,
while I ran to hide,
regret is the liquid filling my lunges,
it gets harder to breathe,
I threw away the key,
it's my fault I'm not free,
Still I sit here and wait,
for the words,
you and I,
the days pass me by flying so fast,
I don't even have time to cry,
even if I did,
the tears run dry,
I'm sorry for all of this,
my mistake,
my lie,
I should have just told you,
my love,
for you I would die.....