Since the day i first met you
i was shy as could be...

I\'m bruised and broken
from all those bumpy roads i took...

Dreaming of...
those eyes, your smile and touch...

I would die
If I seen you cry...

There's something in your smile
that makes you worth while...

I look at him
and i begin to fall...

Rings sparkle on my fingers
given to me by mom...

Sometimes it takes
something bad...