well no one told me about her the way she ????? no one told me about her how many people cry but its too late to say your sorry i would have knew why
I can see her She can?t see me Oh no, no she can?t know Just where I?ll be See the sun kiss her skin as I sit up in this tree And we will watch her all
I sit here at my window I see life as i'd like it to be but it don't see me so i'll just go on sitting you might call it quitting hoping that the bad