When your tears are gone
And your hands don't wipe your eyes...

Just when does friendship and love cross the line?
Is this distinct, straight away will we know...

I don't always tell you
As there's other ways we speak...

Sometimes you look just like the night
Of cloudless skies and stars so bright...

I have realised love
Does not always form...

Answers are often
Found in complete quietness...

A knock was all I heard that night
And I knew that it was you...

Love is like footsteps
But walking on solid ground...

I thought I knew the stars quite well
When now I look, I just can't tell...

Sometimes love will find a way
I am reminded every day...

Love is like a book
Even when read twice over...

Who was the girl that I once knew?
The one I thought who loved me too...