the years have passed and so have you
but each time it rolls around, I feel
like porcelain, the cracks in my soul
love never expressed in time, regret
piled like shattered pieces of glass
take me back to when we last met
I wish I could, the conveying of emotions
small gestures etched into my memory
oh, believe me, I’ll start my confessions
it's still tough, knowing you’re not here
but I know you’re watching, from above
is all I need, just somewhere near
