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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Remember the days
we used to share...