OLD - You make me want to believe...

I remember seeing you just the other day,

right across from my front yard.

You make me want to believe,

but I can't; I'm too emotionally scarred.

I remember the way you'd say hi to me,

when you'd catch me running down the halls.

You make me want to believe in love,

but my heart is trapped within concrete walls.

I remember the way things used to be,

before the night of February 8th.

You make me want to believe,

but how can I when I've lost all faith?

I remember the storm on that night.

On that night my faith was lost.

You make me want to believe in true love,

but how much would that cost? [...my heart?]