If he had just been with me
If he had just been with me the world would go quiet,
Yet now I keep a speaker in my room to vanish my thoughts
If he had been by my side then my room would be violet
but today my room is black and when I come in I get lost,
Some days I’ll try to smile and hope this outcome is for the best,
Thinking how much I’m worth without you;
But some days are so rough I might need a rest,
Maybe this is how I’ll go through;
I’ll paint my room wall pink and smile,
As I’ll turn from lost to found
Leaving my sorrow behind and breaking free from is exile;
I’m breaking free, no longer bound,
Maybe if he had been with me it wouldn’t be this way,
But I guess this is how it will stay.
