And i miss sadder days, In a way I can't explain or pass the pain
And as this rainfall masses
Wipes the tears from rosy glasses
We had a shot, Had a chance, Had a brief romance
We never laughed, I Never had, a space to break the trance
And if I could I'd break my heart advanced and fade away
And i miss Saturdays playing guitar in the rain to pass he shame
Of my own medicated, predicated, self excuse for existence