I hate the way you lied to me
I hate the games you played...

She wonders each and every day,
If he will miss her and cry...

Does he see me hurting?
Does he feel my pain...

Turning back the hands of time,
As I search for that open door...

Every day I see you,
And wonder if it is true...

Is it wrong to want to know,
How he truly feels for me...

The people that see me smile,
With sparkles in my eyes...

Tears running down my cheek
Heart breaking so very slowly...

Remember the days
we used to share...