Spoken words were meant to last, but the picture faded fast the words "I love you" meant so much, now not even your lips can I touch I'll cry for another eyesore and think about our first kiss by the tree, and how it meant so much to me.
I reach my hand beneath my bed, only a tear then would I shed. A shoebox memory was waiting there for me. I'll cry for another eyesore and think of all of our pictures on the walls, colors to fade to none at all.
Never was when you were on my mind. Together is where we stood in time; another day the sun would shine. Until the day we parted ways instead our friendship's here to stay. I never wanted it that way.
There's no feeling I can obtain to see you from a different point of view. Here's to you my friend for now, one day you'll come around
Never was when you weren't on my mind, together was where we stood in time; another day the sun would shine. Until the day we parted ways and said "our friendship's here to stay." I never wanted it that way.
There's no feeling I can obtain to see you from a different point of view. Still you come around. I know I'll see you at our show.
I'll cry for this eyesore. You'll come back- I won't be there...