Daydreaming while driving down the road...
Wondering how your doing and if everything's ok...
I pick up the phone to dial 9 number's and hang up...
Where Did I Mess Up.
I treated you like I treated no other...
Done everything in my power to make you happy and let you be free...
You say you have things to handle before anything further steps...
Where Did I Mess Up.
Everyday I fight the urge to call you and see how your doing...
I know what your answer is going to be and I hate to hear that mailbox...
You took me by surprise and completely off guard...
Where Did I Mess Up.
I'm writing this to tell you how I feel...
So hopefully one day you'll take a glance and realize it's all for you...
But until that day where we can become friends again...
I'll always wonder...
Where Did I Mess Up.
