I'm sitting here, the night you left me
I've been holding on to hope
to a hope of us, maybe together
a night of passion came and went
and I waited for a sign from you....
something...anything at all
and got a empty room filled with nothing
I don't know what to do
My mind is filled with ifs and whats
and whose going to take my place
a bed, one night, its over now
but never will escape my grasp.