When will I have my day?
When will you come back again?
When will I get my chance to say,
I miss you not being my friend.
I'm going to try,
I'm going to get the words right.
I want you back in my life,
And I'm not going to screw up this time.
When everyone disappears,
You know I'm still here.
It's almost like I don't care,
That you weren't there.
It's almost like I'm forgetting,
Everything I started regretting.
Somehow I still want you,
Somehow I still need you.
I miss when you used to remind me,
How everything would always be okay.
Well now, everyone can see,
How it's not to this day.
I feel like I'm never going to get my way. |
