The Mondays come   And the Fridays go   I'm like a child waiting for the postman at the front door      And it's been weeks   But still no sign   I even tried holding my breathe to help me pass the time      And I thought I knew heartache   And I thought I knew heartbreak   But I've never known anything like this before      And the winters ice has melted   The air is warm and sweet   And the baby birds are singing as the world rustles from it's sleep      But I guess that I should know by now   That nothing ever lasts   And all we're ever left with is our "I'm sorry"s and our regrets      I thought I knew heartache   I thought I knew heartbreak   But I've never known anything like this before      No I've never known anything like this before