(Stuart Emerson). . I never knew that I was standing in the rain. My mind was wandering back to you again. There's a thousand miles between us. Though it feels a thousand more.
I guess that you could say experience is mine. It's the only way to know where to draw the line. On what you really want and what you feel ain't good enough.
(Stuart Emerson). . I don't know what I'm thinking. I don't know why I'm taking you back. After all the heartache. I ought to have my head looked at. .
All that I know is that I want you here with me. To hold you and never let go. All that I see is someone I love leaving me. And that's not the way I want it to be.