Sitting here thinking this through,
What happened to me and you?
dont want to loose your touch,
you have no idea, this hurts so much.
I love you more than you'll ever know,
the last thing I want is for you to go.
Why is this the way it's gotta be?
Wish you knew what this is doing to me.
We lay side by side, never out of sight.
Yet I don't remember the last time you held me tight.
Miss the way you look at me,
Miss the way it used to be.
Look at me, what do you see?
Why is it always me who,
reaches out for your touch,
you're right here and yet I miss you so much.
I wish you knew what this is doing to me,
what happened to what this used to be?