I don't even know if she still thinks of me..
I guess she don't.
Oh God I hope I'm wrong
But I'm not feeling very strong
I've been so up and down, so sad.
So happy, feeling good and bad
I'm young, I'm old, I laugh, I cry
I tell the truth but that's a lie.
I've been so in and out, so wild
so well behaved, so pure, defiled
And no I wasn't crazy to do what we did
I even wish I'd been a bit more crazy still
And kept a little more of her to see me through.
I talk to her and she becomes a part of me
And then I know she'll never be mine..
Oh God I hope I'm wrong.
Will you give in without a fight?
And I can take the words they throw
At me for none of them could know
That we had something very few
Will ever find their whole life through.
I wouldn't change a single day
Although the price I have to pay.
the loneliness, is tearing me apart.