One of Many

I used to see the better times
When you and I used to see each other
We talked everyday and smiled with each hug
Held hands when we were too scared to talk
Can I just have what we didn’t get before?
The words that I longed to say
Or that kiss that belonged on your cheek
I was so scared that you would say goodbye
As soon as I said to you what you meant to me
Apparently, though, it has always been me
So make me believe you because it just gets harder
When I am just one of many to which you talk
And you leave my company for that of another
What do you want me to think of this?

I’m the guy
Who:
won’t make you cry
wants to try
to touch the sky
makes you fly
and never sigh
or say goodbye
won’t tell a lie
to get me by
promises that never die

You’re just one girl,
And I’m just one boy of many.