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Time
Time heals all wounds, right?
I just want you to be happy
I try to stop tears like i have some kind of super human ability to fix others
I can't hold you, i can't give you a shoulder to cry on, what can i do?
in the mist all my friends feelings and troubles, all i can think about is me, me me me
I feel if others find love i will be left behind in whats left, just a "friend" someone to talk to
I'm tired of getting left behind, who is going to take me with them
i want to make it better, fix you. me. him. her, it, us....
but all i can do is try, no matter how hard i try it ends up blowing up in my face
If i were a person of faith, i would ask whoever is up there in the sky "fix me, us him, her, it, us"
I guess time does heal wounds, but can it bring back the dead?
