On the porch
Alone in the dark
Staring up into the sky
And dreaming of him…

What is he doing?
Is he laughing with another girl?
Is some other girl making him happy?
The way I wanted to make him happy…

I sit there
And I wonder
What it was
That I did wrong…

And what
I can do
To ever
Make it better…

Not that I’ll get a second chance…

On the porch
Alone in the dark
Staring up into the sky
And dreaming of him…

He dreamt of me
Of making me happy
Of holding me in his arms
The way I really wanted him to…

And now I wonder
If he’s doing it now
Or if I’m just wasting my time
Dreaming, like always.