Last night I heard my own heart beating, it sounded like footsteps on my stairs.  Six months gone, and I'm still reaching, even though I know that you're not there.  I'm playin' back a thousand memories, baby; thinkin' bout everything we've been through.  Maybe I've been going back too much lately
When time stood still, and I had you.  Come back, come back, come back to me like you would, you would if this was a movie.
Stand in the rain outside till I came out.  Come back, come back, come back to me like you could you could if you just said you're sorry.  I know that we could work it out somehow.
But if this was a movie, you'd be here by now.