she’d take the world off my shoulders,if it was ever hard to move。she’d turn the rain to a rainbow,when i was living in the blue。why then if she is so perfect,do i still wish that it was you,perfect don’t mean that it’s working,so what can i do。when you’re out of sight in my mind,cause sometimes,i look in her eyes and,that’s where i find。a glimpse of us,and i try,to fall for her touch,but i’m thinking of。the way it was,said i’m fine,and said i moved on。