That ring on your finger ain't mine.
It's right where it belongs.
If I could take you and wake you up and tell you what went wrong.

I called my dad and my phone died, so I made this about me.
My big night in San Antonio.
I tried to pray, but no words came, so I had to come clean:
I don't believe in miracles.

Oh, Christina, I'm yours for miles and miles.

Don't take his pictures off the wall.
There's nothing wrong with it.
I would say that I'm sorry for it all, but no words seem to fit.

So we could undo it, regret, or work through it.
I'm not choosing.
Don't ask me to.

Oh, Christina, I'm yours for miles and miles.


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Christina song meanings
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