Hurrying home to get started
I have so many things to do...

She goes home every night and dreams,
holding her pillow close to her heart...

I remember when you used to be happy
Talking about me to all your friends...

Your parents tell you they don't love you
They are always yelling, saying you were a mistake...

Every second I'm awake
All I can think about is you...

A simple girl...
Sitting quietly on the train...

Confused mind,
broken heart...

My nights are your days
& my days are your nights...

As my world came crashing down,
so many things have changed...

I dust off this box that sits in the corner
It's the first time I can actually open it...

I can't sit here and not think about you
When I see others holding hands...

Climbing this love mountain,
we have reached the very top...