There are days when she's a whisper. Nights when she's a scream. A reason to wake up in the morning. To close your eyes and dream. She'll curse you like a sailor.
Should I? Could I?. . Have said the wrong things right a thousand times. If I could just rewind, I see it in my mind. If I could turn back time, you'd still be mine.
And I would give up tomorrow. And die for one yesterday. I'd lie, beg, steal and borrow. To hear you whisper my name. Tonight there ain't no miracles.