I've spent so much time,
throwing rocks at your window
That I never even knocked on the front door

I walk by statues,
never even made one chip
But if i could leave a mark
on the monument of the heart
I just might lay myself down for a little more
than I had the last day
The last day...

Wait a time to spare these lies
we tell ourselves
These days have come and gone
But this time is sweeter than honey