I know this is the way things should be,
and that this is what's supposed to happen,
i wish this isn't what i'd have to see,
I know now what we should have been,

On a cold night in december,
or in the cool brease of spring,
i know i'll always remember,
the ball game,
when you came,
and stole my heart away!

I know this is the way things were bound to be,
i damned the day this would happen,
i always wanted people to look and see,
how much you truly meant to me,

I've stayed up nights in wonder,
of what the next day would bring,
would you stop and remember,
my name,
notre dame,
and us together!

I've felt this way before,
about people half your score,
it doesnt really matter,
what you say,
to take away,
the pain i've felt for you.

I shake off the dust,
and stand up,
i scrape off the rust,
and reolize,
that it's time for me to give in....and up