Well I sent a text
You won't respond
I know this but it hurts
I write you just to help the pain
Sometimes I think it works
Sometimes I write about my day
Sometimes I cry about the rain
Sometimes I write one just to see
if you will ever wake
And I know
That you won't ever respond
But Sometimes it helps me deal
With the fact that you are gone
Well I tried to call the other day
To see if you'd pick up
Thought I'd leave a message
And I thought that'd be enough
Just to hear your voicemail say
That you'd call back sometime
But it rang just only once
Now someone else is on the line
Sometimes I wrote about my day
Sometimes I cried about the rain
Sometimes I wrote one just to see
if you would ever wake
But now I guess I'll have to just
Catch you up another day
And I know
That you won't ever respond
But Sometimes it helps me deal
With the fact that you are gone
And I know
That you won't ever respond
But Sometimes it helps me deal
With the fact that you are gone