• When you left I told myself I'd be fine
    Now looking back I see the truth
    I wish I did not use that line
    Thinking of you as I walk up to a booth
    My eyes must be playing tricks on me
    It would not should not could not be
    Is that truly you I see
    Did you actully come back
    No, I'm seeing things
    Must be from the sleep I lack
    As my cell phone rings
    Yuour voice is what I hear
    Through the receiver I have pressed to my ear
    There is an echo
    I tell you to look behind you
    Stop looking at the geco
    I see your head turn
    My insides start to burn
    I hear a scream
    I LOVE YOU