I left for a trip
knowing in my heart,
we have something special.
So my spirits are high,
confident you'll be there
when i return.
I've spent many days
thinking about
how lucky I am
to finally have you,
and imagining the welcome home
kiss, I was to receive.
Then I'm to find out
an old memory comes back
into your life.
One that your not sure you
want to let go of.
You told me you
are worried about
your heart being broken,
then you don't even
take my heart into
consideration.
When I arrive
from my trip,
I wont be expecting
the same guy
I had spend talking
all through the night to.
The guy who
could make me laugh,
easier than I could breathe.
The same guy
who looked me, lovingly,
in the eyes,
and kissed me,
as if he were to die tomorrow.
That guy wont be
standing there.
All because
he trusted in
old feelings that didn't work out.
Rather than new ones
he hasn't even
explored.
