take my photo off the wall, if it just won't sing for you, 'cause all that's left has gone away, and there's nothing, there for you to prove, oh, look what you've done, you've made a fool of everyone,oh well, it seems like such fun, until you lose what you had won. give me back my point of view, 'cause i just can't think for you, i can hardly hear you say, what should i do, well, you choose.

come on in, i've gotta tell you what a state i'm in,
i've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,
that i started looking for a warning sign.
when the truth is, i miss you.
yeah the truth is, that i miss you so.

these are the days; that i won't get back
i won't hear you cry or hear you laugh
and when it's quiet; and i don't hear a thing
i can always hear you breathe; you know there's nowhere else i've wanted to be than be there when you needed me; i'm sorry too; but don't give up on me; and just remember that when you were asleep;i got a little bit closer to you.