it’s not the dress you wanted when you dreamed
it’s not new and it has torn seams
but you where it like cinderella’s gown
i swear your feet don’t even touch the ground
look at that face, i can’t look away
your blue eyes are anchored in comfort grey
the questions are gone from your smile
the answer’s at the end of the aisle
i know how long you’ve waited for today
women wish for the games that girls play
i know you too well to doubt what i see
he makes you happy
he’s not the prince charming your mom foretold
but love at first sight is the first to go cold
i close my eyes, though it’s ok to stare
did you choose him just because he was there?
i didn’t chase my dream, chase you away
i let you go thinking you’d come back to stay
every risk needs someone to lose
and baby, hope was so easy to choose
so i’m here to see with my own eyes
i hope something inside me dies
something that avoids despair
i still love you, but he was there
i can’t be your friend without wishing for your heart
i can’t hear you laugh without wanting to make you smile
i can’t speak your name without wanting to give you mine
i can’t bring you down without wishing i was driving you wild
i can’t hear your dreams without wanting to sing you to sleep
i can’t see your eyes without wanting to share the view
i can’t know you care without hoping for a chance
i can’t fall in love… without you
maybe that’s why it’s so hard to see you again
asking me if we could be friends
some wounds never mend
so it comes to this between you and me
a corner booth and warm cup of coffee
i look at myself from your empty eyes
a tree that secretly wants to fly
i whisper goodbye to the fleeing birds
you quote these rumors i haven’t heard
turn to the window, i can’t see the stars
just lights flickering over parked cars
your voice is a ringing telephone
right now i wish to be left alone
all i remember is the night you and i
sat on the grass staring up at the sky
the moon peeked through a cloudy wall
the night you and i, we felt so small
we were two needles lost in a haystack
i gave you my heart, now you hand it back
you drop your spoon, it hits the cup
maybe you’re trying to make me look up
but my eyes are turned mournfully low
as i wait for you to go
you offer no reason, not even a lie
you cast no blame that i can deny
searching for words, you look at the ceiling
i wonder if love is only a feeling
what i’ve found will not easily die
you seem content with a tearful goodbye
if i see you again, do i walk the other way?
stand in the corner thinking of something to say?
i’m letting you choose where forever ends
why not let you tell me when we can be friends
now i nod and smile, and say i understand
just so you’ll let go of my hand
i won’t i speak of love anymore because
i’m not sure if it ever was
but watching you walk out to your car
i whisper “farewell” to my falling star
well i can’t be honest with myself
i won’t admit what i know deep down
truth is locked and guarded behind
the hope that she’ll come around
st. valentine was tough on me
Christmas was the last time we touched
she shook my hand and she broke my heart
and i know now i cared too much
cause this should have worn off by now
i’m not supposed to always think of her
this should have worn off by now
i’m not supposed to always love her
the mirror mocks me cause it sees the truth
i missed my chance to lay it down
she was one of my reasons for being
the only reason i stayed in that town
new year’s gave me the courage to flee
nobody asked me not to go
i knew i would miss her
but i should have told her so
cause this should have worn off by now
i’m not supposed to always think of her
this should have worn off by now
i’m not supposed to always love her
i writing more than i thought i could
i’m saying more than i probably should
maybe i will keep rambling on
till you come back to tell me you’re gone
yeah, you can tap me on the shoulder
and say, “look, we all grow older”
if you’re tired of reading my letters
filled with hope that things will get better
i guess i’m happier being sad
my only chance to make you feel bad
but i’m no fool, i know i know
you’re gone…for good…. for good.
you’re in love again, maybe for real
do you honestly tell him how you feel?
or let him guess like you did to me
i still speak of you hopefully
everyone thinks this is a just a phase
denial is help through the darker days
that’s what they whisper, yeah, i know
they say i haven’t yet let you go