And I know maybe I'll even laugh about
it someday, but not today, no.
Cause I don't feel so good, I'm tangled
up inside. My heart is on my sleeve. Tomorrow is a mystery to me. And it might be wonderful.
It might be everything. I've waited for, a miracle. But even if I fall in love again with someone new. It could never be the way I loved you.
Letting you go, is making me feel so cold.
And I've been trying to make believe it doesn't hurt. But that makes it worse. See I'm a wreck inside, my tounge is tied, and my whole body feels so weak. The future may be all I really need.
