So I choose 'Bright Lights" by Matchbox 20. I don't own anything (song or band) and I did some changing in the lyrics. It was written with pronouns that were like 'she, her' so I just changed them to 'him, he' and such…….do enjoy.
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He got out of town
On a railway New York bound
Took all except my name
Another alien on Broadway

There's some things in this world
That you just can't change
Some things you can't see
Until it gets too late

And baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world

And maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something
That's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you
You should turn yourself around
And come on home

Haley stood outside. He had just left her with no notice or warning. He gave her a note and then he was gone. Haley felt as if she wasn't the same person she use to be five seconds ago when Lucas was still apart of her life. She felt as if a huge piece of her was missing, that Lucas had took that piece with him when he left.

I got a hole in me now
Yeah I got a scar I can talk about
He keeps a picture of me
In his apartment in the city
Well some things in this world
Man they don't make sense
Some things you don't need
Until they leave you
And they're things that you miss

You say

Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world

And maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something
That's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you
You should turn yourself around
And come on home

Haley spent the next months rushing to the phone when it would ring in hopes that it was him. She would rush down the stairs to answer the door wishing that his face would be on the other side. Haley would catch herself staring out the windows to possibly catch a glance of him walking by. All she wanted him to do was come back. To come back to Tree Hill and be with her.

Let that city take you in (Come on home)
Let that city spit you out (Come on home)
Let that city take you down yeah
For God's sake turn around

Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world

Yeah but maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something
That's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you…well

Turn yourself around and come on home

Hey come on home

Baby baby baby baby come on home
Well come on home
Well come on home
Well come on home
Baby baby baby baby come on home

Haley stood in the Café. It had been months since she had seen him, and she was slowly forgetting about the pain. Haley had dove head first into schoolwork and working at the Café to keep her mind off of him. Things were slowly starting to look better, a little better at least. The phone rang.
Karen: Will you get that Haley?
Haley: Sure.
Haley reached around and picked it up.
Haley: Hello, Karen's Café. How may I help you?
Lucas: Hales?
Haley: Lucas?

A/N: Thanks for all your reviews. Miranda really appreciated them. She has five other stories already written that I will be posting on her soon. Please R&R!

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