I pull out my box of secrets, a lifetime of history it holds,
i hardley ever open it now but its meaning just cannot be told
inside is a million and one things, mostly old memories of you.
but each little thought and memory is real,sincere and so true.
even though your gone from my life now....regrets? well i've had quite a few.
still nothing can ever replace those feelings i had for you
each year my secret box grows fuller as old loves and new ones collide.
for even though we dont ever speak now my true feelings i just cannot hide.
i love my old box of secrets hidden under my bed, i just wish instead of my memories i had the real you insted!
