You could be happy.

You could be happy, and I won't know.
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go.
And all the things I wish I had not said,
are played in loops till it's madness, in my head.

Is it too late to remind you how we were?
But not our last days are silent, screaming, blur...
Most of what I remember, makes me sure.
I should have stopped you from walking out the door.

You could be happy, I hope you are.
You make me happier than I've been by far...
Somehow everything I own, smeels of you.
And for the tiniest moment, it's all not true.

Do the things that you always wanted to.
Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do.

More tha anything I want to see you glow,
take a glorious bite out of the whole world.

Snow Patrol.