There's things I know I should've said
The thoughts were racing in my head
It's broken now the chance was missed
The tears surrounding my first kiss
And things will probably work out
I'll tell you what I'm stressed about
And maybe you will understand
I've told myself that it won't end
The stress, the pain, the loneliness
The longing for your partners skin
The glances that we shared back then
Were beautiful and gone so fast
But I don't care I had a blast
When I was with you, holding your hand
When I was with you, holding your hand