and i抎 really like to be there. to touch your life. but i know that you抮e decieving. for all the times that i couldn抰 make sense of my life. sometimes there抯 no sense in reason. i know you hold a heart of gold in all we had. but here i stand so frustrated. you can not bring back the friends we had. and i抎 really like to be there.  but it抯 not right.  we just can抰 go make believing. for all the times that i couldn抰 make sense of my life. sometimes there抯 no sense in reason. with what it could be like. if you were there.  with what it could be like. if you know how. if you抎  know that we抮e the same.