Cherrish your heart never let it slip away
the feeling of sorrow is here to stay...

I sit here and think of what i should say
as the past rewinds and i press play...

Every time i hear you voice my heart skips a beat
and every time i see your face i figure its meant...

I see you everyday i watch you pass by
i sit around the seats and wonder why...

What lies between reality and my real meaning in...
is a hand full of credits that are giving with...