she's sitting at home
wonder if she's alone
talking myself out of
picking up the phone
how can I move ahead
when my mind keeps
turning back again
hair blowing in the wind
remembering when we
use to hold hands
walking down the street
like we were in love
like we would never
ever breakup
if only we knew then
what we know now
what would we have done
so differently would we
have gone our separate
ways setting each other
free we are not perfect
we have to make mistakes
I don't want to do it over
don't want to do it again
I can't talk to you
we can't be friends
I try to shut you out
but these old feelings
keep letting you in