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Regrets
You tell me you’re not coming back, which leaves me just a week
To tell you how I feel or forever hold my peace
I look to our friends but it seems like they already know
I don’t think I’ve ever felt quite so alone
Today is our last day; our time is quickly slipping away
I glance to the clock, which says we only have minutes left
You walk up to my desk and you thank me for my help, you say you’re thankful for our friendship
And I reply I’ll always be around, I didn’t say it but I’d do anything for you
Now you’re gone and I cry myself to sleep at night because I can never say what I mean
When I walked next to you, I wanted to hold your hand
But I never believed you’d give me a chance
You told me you weren’t coming back, and I only had a week
I didn’t tell you how I felt, how can I ever live in peace
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