I miss you and it's not over:
The thought that I could be your lover...

Oh, I regret the word "but"
For each time you say it...

You can't change the world
If it hasn't changed you...

These thoughts I think
Aren't at my door...

I've seen the day turn to dusk in the middle of...
I've watched babies burn while their mothers...

What will remind me of the pain, the sadness
And the shades of black and darkness...

I'm digging through your heart
Searching through my soul...

Forget the man--
You're the girl in me...

I let you go not knowing
Just what it was we had...

I sit enthralled with thoughts of you,
All consuming every minute...

I sit in the park
Amid flowers that bloom...

Call the man on a Sunday morning ball
With your cell phone, barely standing tall...