In this tiny little box
Every memory, I've ever held close,
Every day I've had to watch those I love most-
Walk right out the door.
This is where I fell in love,
Within these close four wall.
Every memory I've ever held close,
Every night I've had to cry out-
Watching you walk out the door.
This is where we first kissed,
With the doors closed; lights dimly lit.
Every memory I've ever held close,
Washed through my head and toes-
When you walk out the door.
Not turning to say goodbye,
Not once,
To witness the tears in my eyes.
