And you look at me and I understand
Yeah it's a look I used to know
Is that any way to say hello?
And you hold me... like you'll never let me go
It's so hard to think: "It ends sometime"
And this could be the last
Because it's hard to think: "I'll never get another chance... to hold you... "
I would've done it right
But I didn't (now it's all too late)
It's over... over
And you're gone...
I miss you so much
But how many times can I walk away and wish "If only..."
But how many times can I talk this way and wish "If only..."
Keep on making the same mistake
Keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish "If only..."
But "If only...."
Is a wish too late...