I'm not used to all this pain a gentle breeze may blow my way and though it grows with every day it kinda makes me go insane
But you the object of my stare and you the answer to my prayers cause I've been there without you
I remember all the days that came before you became all my life all the things you would not compromise you rubbed your eyes you said goodbye before your time
When I saw you the object of my stare and you the answer to my prayers cause I've been there without you