Lletres: Secondhand Serenade. A Twist In My Story. Suppose.

Suppose that I missed you
Suppose that I cared
And suppose that I've spent all my nights running scared
And suppose that I was never there

And my eyes are screaming for the sight of you
And tonight I'm dreaming
Of all the things that we've been through
And I can't hold on to you, so I guess I feel lonely too

Suppose we were happy, suppose it was true
And suppose there were cold nights
But we somehow made it through
And suppose that I'm nothing without you

And my eyes are screaming for the sight of you
And tonight I'm dreaming
Of all the things that we've been through
And I can't hold on to you, so I guess I feel lonely too

Slow way down
This breakdown's eating me alive
And I'm tired
And this fight is fighting to survive

Tell me a secret
(I want it)
Tell me a story
(I need it )
I'll listen attentively
I'll stay awake all night

Allow me to whisper
(So softly)
There's nothing I did mean
(Please help me)
But it's in my body, it's strong enough to fight
(Let's make this right)
Please help me make this right

Suppose that I was wrong
Suppose you were here
And suppose that I reached out and caught your tears
And suppose this fight just disappeared

And my eyes are screaming for the sight of you
And tonight I'm dreaming
Of all the things that we've been through
And I can't hold on to you, so I guess I feel lonely too
But I'd rather be here with you