memories left behind
it tore me apart
when you put that phone down
it cut like a knife
when you didn't call that night
it drew tears to my eyes
every time you said good-bye
and it still hurts
to look at the picture
I have of us

memories left behind
it tore me apart
when you put that phone down
it cut like a knife
when you didn't call that night
it drew tears to my eyes
every time you said good-bye
and it still hurts
to look at the picture
I have of us
