What you want to say, 
Wait till you get home. 
I'm sick of communicating over the telephone. 
But tell me how you feel, 
For I am lonely too 
Need you to know 
I'm just as cold and numb as you. 

But I could fly away, 
Or I could be no one. 
And you could be the 
Sunshine falling over the Mountains 

And you could come to stay 
Yes you could come right home 
Don't see why I have to 
Live this life all alone. 

I know there is a way to make up for old Mistakes 
And I know what's happening is for a reason 
I know...