Well I could be waiting outside your door
But I've got boxes that tell me more
Staying up late, peeling off the tape
Staring at photographs, I relate
'Cause that's the only way it last
And I've been saving
Look at everything that I've been collecting
Some might argue
Out with the old and in with the new
But I can't choose on what to lose
Just promise me you'll be the last to go
'Cause this is how I deal with the way I feel
I'm caught inside a sentimental spell
And moving back in time always keeps you mine
But you could never really tell
Well you could be lost and never found
Like movie stubs and old notes that hit the ground
I know that I've got no explanation
For looking at you like an ex-possession
But still you always bring me down
And I've been saving
Look at all the space that I've been wasting
Will you slide to my side?
And relive the day when we both died
And I promise you this time I'll do
Anything to keep your eyes on mine
'Cause this is how I deal with the way I feel
I'm caught inside a sentimental spell
And moving back in time always keeps you mine
But you could never really tell
Is there any way possible
To keep my mind at logical, not probable?
Is there any way to undo
The past and make break like mirrored glass without correction
'Cause I don't want to see the reflection anymore
'Cause this is how I deal with the way I feel
I'm caught inside a sentimental spell
And moving back in time always keeps you mine
But you could never really tell
