I lose myself in this place. Strangest smile on my face. The hand of blessing or beginner's luck. Here I stand on the rock of your love. . Somethin' steady sure feels good.
Why do I, choose the things I choose,. Why do I, always find some lame excuse,. Why do I, not realize what I could do,. Oh, I wish I knew the reason why,.
I come here each night. And take at your picture. I sit here and wonder. Just where I went wrong. . There is no end in sight. No hope for the future. I miss you allover.