And she says she doesnt care anymore...but the look in her eyes and the sound of her voice tells a different story |
If I could only give you everything |
I'll leave my window open |
I'll take it slow beacuse i have time |
Sometimes you have to forget |
And the problem is, |
I was afraid to go after what I wanted, |
Even if you think the flame has died, |
&& there`s always going to be |
Behind every "i`m fine" is |