Baby's so high that shes skying, yeah she's flying afraid to fall...

your a ghost without a face to me again
and again and i remember how refreshing it always was to see your face after days and weeks and almost months. i would miss you so much. and i miss you so much now. baby... your world is my world, your fight is my fight
but you wont let me fight your fights, you wont let your world intertwine with mine.
and these games you play.. i just cant. im sure i did before. but i cant. not anymore.
baby i love you and im standing here, on my tippy toes, waiting for you.

*remember when we used to sit in that damned catholic church and play tumb wars and id tap your hand three times, for the 3 lil words i loved to say to you.