I will let you go, I will let you carry on your life,
I will cope with my own, deal with my own strife,
Hopes and dreams crushed, Tossed along the way
Past memories left in snapshots, no words left to say
Cold shoulders, empty rooms, all part of the plan,
silent regrets, miscommunications, but nothing to understand
Whispers in the night, Call out in the darkness inside,
Head against pillow, No one to confide, it was then I cried,
I cried for yesterday, and then again for the day after,
My head filled with sorrow, missing the smiles and Laughter,
It is only the hope that one day, Someday it will pass,
Like the the sand slipping through the pinpoint, of an hourglass
Really Rob Thomas says it better
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