i have alot inside. i really do.
i wish i could let it all out but i dont know how to do it before i suddenly break.
cause my heart is cold.
where's your hand for me to hold?
i'm waiting here for you with a picnic baskets and i'd ask the stars to shine for you.
i thought i could wait for weeks but i guess i'm wrong.
five weeks is too long to go through.
even if the next day approaches, it'll be too long.
i remember the night out with you.
oh that was fun.
but it's the curtain's cue.
and i'm coming undone.
i can't wait until you're home with me again.
i remember you next to me way back when.