I've got it written on my habd
  city park at 2:00
  a lonely bench awaits
  where in the world are you?
  clouds are coming in
  grey skies that were blue
  cover this small town
  now that it's left without you
  and I await
  a time when we feel safe
  and we're not on our way down
  farther now because I'm getting fed up
  dishearted let's go on (I'm going to find a way)
  this is how we get through must have called you 1,000 times
  only to ring through
  you said you would be around
  words canbe so untrue
  you told me not to worry
  there is no reason to worry
  who's worried?
  I'm worried