I see the town where we were born.
I see the place we were raised.
I see all the things you wanted that I never gave.
I see sadness.
I see sorrow.
I see pain on your face.
But I just can't see a stranger in my face.
I can see now
where we quarreled.
I can see now
I was wrong.
I can see where you might weaken when I wasn't strong.
I see memories
of a love gone bad that time cannot erase.
But I just can't see a stranger in my place.
No one seems to know you quite like I do.
And no one knows the things that make you cry.
And looking back,
it seems
I never showed you.
And now I lay alone
and wonder why.
I can see now
where you might grow tired of dreams that
don't come true.
I can see where I have fallen short of the things
I promised you.
I can see now
through my tear-filled eyes,
no love on your face.
I must get used to seeing strangers in my place.