Walking around in the park,
Won’t be long until dark
Thinking about all the times that we had
Wishing things hadn’t turned bad

All those things we did together
Things that we could have done better
Pictures of you that I took at the beach
Now it seems as though you’re out of reach


Won’t you come back to me?
I know this is something meant to be

Look at your number up on my wall
Thinking that maybe I’ll give you a call
Asking if you could see me tonight
Hoping that maybe it would be right


Now that I’m sitting here with you
I’m not really sure what I should do
Searching for something that I could say
Words that would make you want to stay