Summer isn't everything
I Can't forget the moon in the spring
nor your face when autumn came.
and if i knew then what i know now,
trust i surely wouldn't have let you slip away.
i would've stopped you there
and said what i knew i should say.
Oh, when i dream of you
somehow i hope that it reaches you
and you would know that i long for you
and i'm praying for a second chance.
time may erode the strongest of things
but i hope this does last
long enough to see you again
and end this pain so vast.
i am wanting you so bad that it hurts to face it,
i'd rather look away.
these empty spaces are but bulletts through my heart.
they're tearing me.
