I’m driving past your mother’s house
Your bedroom light has long burned out
Trying to hold on to what I’ve learned
You will never get what you deserve

I’ve heard these words a thousand times
This candle burns inside your mind
Trying to hold on to what is real
You well never know just how I feel

Trying to reach over, but the pain goes on
In the end I’ll see you, when our days are gone

I waited ‘til you came back home
You’ve been to Paris, but never Rome
Trying to forget what’s in the past
When I see your face it doesn’t last