I miss you, I miss you, oh how much I miss you so.
You are still the person I want to tell the story of my day, the only one I want to go home to, the only one I want to hold me.
I have regret that I chose him. Despite that he is good to me, I would rather have the worst times, as long as I am with you.
If you can still have the insanity to come back to me, I would love you again, more than you can ever imagine.
