Here's how I feel
Some nights
Once I've retired to my room,
I open the door and wish to see you waiting for me there
In my bed, in our bed
I think of you smiling,
Our laughter we shared,
My mind not letting me remember, all the pain you've caused. The time you broke my arm.
Once I've retired to my room,
I open the door and wish to see you waiting for me there
In my bed, in our bed
I think of you smiling,
Our laughter we shared,
My mind not letting me remember, all the pain you've caused. The time you broke my arm.