It is a hot summers night..
The sand at our feet...

The candles flickering..
The lights down low...

My love,
I long for you...

We've been down this road..
You've hurt me before...

Take my hand..
And you will see...

I wanted to have fun,
You wanted to drink...

I always let you back inside..
my torn and broken heart...

I picked up the phone..
My hands were trembling...

"Hello", I said so calmly,
I knew it was him by the caller id...

In the corner she sits alone..
afraid of the dark, when he comes home...

I try to tell myself I'm wrong...
I'm not in love with you...

Sitting I'm my room...
so alone so quiet...