When your here with me i know i dont need nobody else
To cling onto please don’t leave me here all by myself
Now you’re not here, i still need you just as much as then
I’ll be here just don’t leave me on the shelf
Sometimes i sit and think, if i were someone else
Would i still feel the same about myself?
Sometimes i sit and wonder how it is
I can’t move forward I just don’t move at all
Sitting here staring at my celling, I’ve got that sinking feeling
Like i can’t seem to dry my eyes