Good job you know? |
The sky will never look the same again 'till you show me how it could be |
;; my hopes hang high in the silence as i await a telephone call that will never come |
[[and my phone doesn't leave my side, in hopes that he'll call just one last time, even if it's just...to say goodbye]] |
What do you do |
Cause love's such an old fashioned word |
We talked, |
If this is what you want....then goodbye |
Stop saying goodbye, cause you're not going anywhere |
You're the kind of friend that bends when i'm broken... |