"I'll never forget how you looked that night
Baggy jeans, black t-shirt
Radiant in the candle light
Leaning on the wall for support
Just looking at you made my knees
'Come here, baby girl, let me hold you'
It was easier then,
Back when I didn't cry myself to sleep over
That confirmed my worst fear
Going two hours without you was a "bad day"
Now, I fight to stay in one
Because I know if I fall apart,
Then you will too
'Is love really enough?'
Too many questions, with
Never enough answers
And your picture can't make it all
'43 is the magic number, baby.'"