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I've spent many long hours thinking about her, wondering if she's thinking about me too. Waiting in my room again, scratching out letters that I wrote for her. Dirty papers are all I have to remind me that she's gone. But not forever, she'll be back before too long. But soon is too long for me. I wan't her back now, I wish she could see. I can't recall a time when I've had more fun. We'd stay out all day, I can never get enough of her face. These are just some things I wish she could know. Later, at our show I may tell her If i find the nerve. These are letters to her that she may never read. Unless I let her know how i feel. Aus Songtexte Mania