Sometimes i sit and think...
think of how we used to hold hands
think of how we used to kiss
think of how you used to say i was beautiful
think of how you used to look into my eyes forever
think of how it was perfect
think of how we used to be
but know...
i have no one to hold my hand
i have no one to kiss me
i have no one to tell me I\'m beautiful
i have no one to look into my eyes
i have no one to be perfect with
i have no one to think bout
but...
the sad thing is we all had all of this and some where along the way we lost it, i can\'t get you back now all i have to do is pray and wait for you then when i get this back I\'m going to wait and freeze the moment just to seize the moment and grab it and hold it.
