I Write As a Form of Therapy
[b]I'm sorry I wasn't there
If I'd known then
I would have been
Good-bye...
I know that I'm late
Are you there
Do you even hear me anymore
'Cause I
Just need to know
what went wrong
Why'd you go
Without
Good-bye...
So now I
Stand here alone
Feel the wind
Hear the wind
Reminds me of us
Whispers
Whispers
Your name
Things just won't be the same
Feel the wind
Hear the wind
Whenever I need you
When I feel lost and alone
And the need for you
becomes way too strong
Feel the wind
Hear the wind
Did you even know
I hope you knew
If I'd have just said
Just once
Only once
Before you went away
Feel the wind
Hear the wind
I Stand outside
Touch the breeze
As I need the calm
I breathe in
As it touches my face
Feel the wind
Hear the wind
And somehow you're there
Maybe not
But when you were
And we were young
Without thoughts
About having to go on
Without you
Good-bye.
I think of you
Remember you
Miss you
All the time
Feel the wind
Hear the wind
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye
And the breeze touches my face.[/b]
