Something Left Behind

I poured my heart out

I told you to keep this to yourself

I know that it's all my fault

I know that it's all my fault

The best and worst years of my life

Fell into these lines

The best and worst days of my life

Just fit into these lines

I said it and i meant it

All we have is time

So hold on to my number

And please pickup the phone

I miss the sound of all your voices

And even when i'm gone

Leave the light on for me

And i won't ever let you be

Something left behind

So please pick up this time

All we really have is time

So hold on to my number

And please pick up the phone

I miss the sound of all your voices

And even when i'm gone

Leave the light on for me

And i won't ever let you be

Something left behind

'cause every second that you give

Is every life that you could have lived

And all those people you could have have been

You have to let them be

Something left behind

So hold onto my number

And please pick up the phone

I miss the sound of all your voices

And even when i'm gone

I've written songs about growing old

I wrote some along the road

And i write them all for my friends

So where ever i may go

I hope that you can hear me (i hope i can sing them loud)

I hope that you can hear me (they can hear me back home)

I hope that you can hear me (i said it and i meant it)

I hope that you can hear me (never feel alone)