miércoles, 23 de octubre de 2013

I was playing back a thousand memories, thinking about everything we've been through.
          (Maybe I've been going back too much lately when time stood still and I had you.)

Come back to me like you would if this was a movie, stand in the rain outside until I came out. Come back to me like you could if you just said you're sorry.
I know that we could work it out somehow, -but if this was a movie you'd be here by now.

I know people change and these things happen, but I remember how it was back then.
If you're out there, if you're somewhere, if you're moving on
I've been waiting for you ever since you've been gone.
I just want it back the way it was before and I just wanna see you back at my front door