Feelings resurface..as i drive pass yr street
i look ahead and hope.. we never meet
keep myself busy so i don't think of you
i still love you ..you know that it's true
I realise you probably never felt the same
cos if you did..you won't want me in pain
everyday here alone..I've died just a little..
Despair and regrets...a strain on my mettle
I wish you well..and hope you are happy
you know I'd be there if only you'd let me..
