sometimes we throw it all away...   if I could hear you say: “I’d die with one more sunny day”   I’d wait, in my own silent way...   hoping you’d understand I know exactly what you meant      Looking back, another time   Remembering all we’ve left behind   All those days still breathe perfection   And in every page or memory I find you there      Sometimes there’s no word left we can say   so we just sit and pray for it all to make sense again   I wait, in my own charmless way   and do the best I can to make the sun feel good again      Bringing back, another time   The light that adds reason to our lives   It feels so good to breathe perfectiong   And to know that in all my future dreams   you’ll still be there      Outside it’s such a beautiful day... don’t waste it all away ‘cause this one’s never coming back