Why do you guys have to stand all the way down there, for hours to wait for me, and then I get to stand up here?

You can let go now, daddy, you can let go Your little girl is ready to do this on my own It's gonna be a little bit scary but I want you to know I'll be okay now, daddy, you can let go, you can let go

I went to the store But it wasn't much fun It doesn't take long when you're shopping for one Standing in line I thought I saw you walk in And that's when it started all over again What in the world am I gonna do about you Oh your memory keeps coming back From out of the blue

Seventeen years old, she was out with her friends. They started drinking at a party, til she was three sheets to the wind. Her momma always told her she could call no matter what, she was crying on the front steps when her mom showed up.

Now this is a story all about how my life got flip turned upside down, so I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there; I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Tree Hill.

That's when she says, 'I've been there before. Keep on looking, maybe who you're looking for is, somebody in the next car, somebody on the morning train, someone that you look at but never really see. Somewhere out there, is somebody.'

Were you dancing? No, no, no Sweet as toffee? No, no, no Get his number? No, no, no Get him out of coffee? Hell yeah!

Though it hurts to go away, it's impossible to stay, but there's one thing I must say before I go...I love you. You know.

Here's your one chance, Fancy, Don't let me down. Forgive me for what I do, but if you can hack it it's up to you, now don't let me down hun, your momma's gonna move you uptown.

What can I say...when words can't make it better? What can I do, when I can't forgive myself for what I've done?

She used to be my only enemy never let me be free, catching me in places that I knew I shouldn't be. Every other day I crossed the line, I didn't mean to be so bad...never thought she would became the friend I never had...

She's a perfect 10, but she wears a 12...baby keep a little two for me. We love our loves, different sizes, time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes..

I've been waiting, Mr Postman...Oh Mr Postman look and see, is there a letter in your bag for me? I've been waiting such a long time...just to hear from that boy of mine, Mr Postman...