if I were the sunshine, she’d be the rainnthat closes down my daynand washes me awaynnif I were the ocean, she’d be the landnstops me cold in her sandnI guess I’ll never understandnnwhynshe left me there to drownnshe always let me downnthe only way that she knew hownnbut I still miss her every daynthe smile upon her facenand I still hold her close to menbut it’s just her memorynshe’s only a mile awaynbut in her head she’s nowhere near menand I don’t think she ever will bennif I were the inmate, she’d be the chainsnthat keep me crushed and containedndriving me insanenif I were the addict, she’d be the painnthe high I can’t sustainnslowly eating me awaynnwhynshe left me there to drownnshe always broke me downnthe only way that she knew hownnI think I may, I think I mightnmight be at her door tonightnturn away, she won’t love menor will she?