Sometimes I often wonder
What I'm doing here...

Don't take her for granted
She won't always be there...

I loved you once before
But now that feeling's gone...

Sometimes I wonder
If I'm even really here...

I saw you the other day
You passed me on the street...

I know I must deny
The way I feel inside...

Looking for answers
In all the wrong places...

For every time you were there
Standing by my side...

We seems to think that people
Will always be around...

How do I say
The things I feel inside...

The first time around
We didn't make it through...

As I stand by my window
And look across the fields...