Pretty Things

I am nothing without you

I am nothing without..

So where am i supposed

To rest my head tonight

When we are miles apart

And you never call

I wish we could believe

As we're stuck here in between

What could have been

And what will never be

Is there something in me

That i can call hope?

Is there something out there

That i can hold on to?

It's strange how things turn out

You build it up and then

Let it fall to the ground

And i'm sad that i missed out

On all the pretty things

That just passed me by

Moments we forgot or left behind