I've got trouble knocking at my door.

Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face. You told me how pround you were, but I walked away. If only I knew what I know today. Some days I feel broke inside, but I won't admit. Sometimes I just wanna hide, because it's you I miss. And it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to that. If I had just one more day. I would tell you how muchthat I've missed you since you been away. But it's dangerous. It's so out of line to try and turn back time.