One two, one two three four You are so far away on this cold, empty night As I lie in a hotel room lookin' at a street light Outside my window I listen
I'm sick and tired of waiting With nothing to do Watching the rain through a crack In the window It's the little things that get you through Like the
Started out so simple Everything so innocent and plain She was in a doorway And I was walking nowhere down the main She whispered something softly And
What is this love That I leave behind How can I turn From the tears in your eyes What is this world Where we always pretend That it is worth it Worth
