The sun on my shoulders
those songs on the radio
they all remind me of you.
I can't get you out of my head
no matter what I do.
All around me are reminders
of the good and the bad.
They come together here and now
to remind me
of the little time we had.
If there was anything I could do
to fix the mistakes I've made,
I would be doing that now.
But since I don't know a way
to take away your pain
I must wade through this mess I've made.
My memories of us
and the words you've said
keep flashing in my mind.
Patience is a virtue they say
but to wait for those words is
killing me.
I just want to know if we're fine.