I know we agreed to keep honest
I know we agreed to stay friends
It's just that my pride is wounded
And it's true - if It weren't on my sleeve
My heart might never mend

How many ways can I lose you?
How many times must I cry?
Letting it in - letting you go
Leaving the sorrow behind

There will come a time when it's over
There will come a way to move one
But until then, I'm certain
That it's true - grieving the darkness past
Will never bring the sun