*stick with you*
from the first time i seen you...

I would always wake up in the middle of the night...
I would make sure you ate and took your medincine...

You are...
The sun that starts each morning...

Yet he stole my heart; broke it in two; came back...

Damn; i just realized how much i hurt... you dont...
Trying to get up from this floor i whisper to...

*Over and over again*
I sit here thinking about you...