The suns sets and the street lights flicker on.
Another night on the town without you.
I'll write a hundred songs about her that she will never hear.

She will never hear me say "i love you. i miss you.
Without you... i'll be lonely.", but that's the story of my life.
I guess i could sing about how i'm sorry that i never took the time

To tell you how i feel, but that would be a lie.
I have no regrets and we both had our chance to say
"i love you. i miss you. without you... i'll be lonely."

No, everything's not alright. it's 4 am and i'm lying in bed.
Three hours until the sun will rise and dry the dew off
The windshield of the car i used to pick you up on saturdays.

It's 4 am and i'm lying in bed dreaming of you.
I don't want to wake up or say goodbye.