Chris Daughtry: Used to

You used to talk to me likeI was the only one around.You used to lean on me likeThe only other choice was falling down.You used to walk with me likeWe had nowhere we needed to go,Nice and slow, to no place in particular.We used to have this figured out;We used to breathe without a doubt.When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.We used to have this under control.We never thought.We used to know.At least there's you, and at least there's me.Can we get this back?Can we get this back to how it used to be?I used to reach for you whenI got lost along the way.I used to listen.You always had just the right thing to say.I used to follow you.Never really cared where we would go,Fast or slow, to anywhere at all.We used to have this figured out;We used to breathe without a doubt.When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.We used to have this under control.We never thought.We used to know.At least there's you, and at least there's me.Can we get this back?Can we get this back to how it used to be?I look around me,And I want you to be thereCause I miss the things that we shared.Look around you.It's empty, and you're sad'Cause you miss the love that we had.You used to talk to me likeI was the only one around,The only one around.We used to have this figured out;We used to breathe without a doubt.When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.We used to have this under control.We never thought.We used to know.At least there's you, and at least there's me.Can we get this back?Can we get this back to how it used to be? Yeah.To how it used to be.To how it used to be, yeah.To how it used to be.To how it used to be.