Texty: Prozzak. Hot Show. Anna-Lisa.

Is it really over Anna-Lisa?
Seems that we've grown older
And time has beat us

Seems I've forgotten who to be
You took the better part of me
My heart, my soul, my sweetest memories
You're my identity

Boxes line our hallway
Where laughter used to be
Empty house surrounds me
And echoes our history

I wrack my brain to find a way
To bring us back to yesterday
My love, my life, my childhood fantasy
Still everything to me my Anna-Lisa

Looking out this window
Almost seeing
You pull in the driveway
And kiss me so casually

If I knew then what I know now
I would have changed your mind somehow
My hopes, my dreams, my future family
That's what you took from me my Anna-Lisa