When you left i was still angry,
and i made out that i don't care...

Without knowing it i begin to fall
and when i do i fall hard and fast...

Even as I'm about to write I'm causing myself...
And I know as i am sitting here it will never be...

There is so much to thankyou for,
but i cant tell u the start...

Ive got a photo you tell me,
of what lifes meant to be about...