i bet this time of night you're still up. i bet you're tired from a long hard week. i bet you're sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the city. and i bet sometimes you wonder about me. and i just wanna tell you
it takes everything in me not to call you. and i wish i could run to you. and i hope you know that every time i don't
i almost do
i almost do. i bet you think i either moved on or hate you
'cause each time you reach out there's no reply. i bet it never ever occurred to you that i can't say hello" to you