I Don't Keep A Journal

Cuz I Don't Have To Write It Down

To Remember How I Felt

Those Days I Couldn't Wipe The Smile Away



And I Don't Take Pictures

But Maybe I Should Start

Cuz My Old Friends Have All Become A Blur

Just One Giant Happy Face



I Wish I'd Have Known

They'd Break Me In Half

If Given Half A Chance

And One Night Alone