There was a day when I saw you in the rain
standing alone, licking your lips in desperation.
I could see your face covered in the pain,
and the anguish of our separation.
If I could turn back the clock and right all I've wronged
I'd turn to the last time we clung in love.
And, though the words I never said are gone,
I haven't forgotten all the words I should've said,
and the way you'd sit and hang your head,
I should have shown you . . .

There was a way the birds would sing
whenever you and I would come around.
Your voice, your words, gave new meaning
to the life I had finally found.
But lately I've been falling out of grace,
I'm sure you've noticed that I've been away,
and now I'd give my life just to see your face
and sell my soul to come and stay.

All the birthdays I didn't remember
and how I'd ruin every December
with my selfish lies and foolish pride,
and the way I'd curse you with fisted eyes.
All the rainy days I'd shed some light on,
and the days I slept when you chose to fight on,
I know I left a bitter taste,
and I'm sorry for letting our lives go to waste.

If there's anything you do at all
you catch me like a bouncing ball,
you brace me so when I step I don't fall.
You build a bridge where the water's deep
you help me climb when the hill's too steep
you remind me to look before I leap.
You like to sit and watch the revolution
between the sand and the ocean,
forgive our parents for their devotion.
You hold my head when it's shaking,
you love my heart when it's breaking,
you're always there when I'm aching.

And so I slide my arms into my coat
to turn and face the aging day,
the words are caught up in my throat,
I'm fighting over what to say.
Through you I learned how to fly,
you turn me like the tides,
could you be mine,
tonight?