Are those your final words, my dear?
I'm having trouble trusting you
Believing that it's true
Always wanted you to tell me all my worries were for nothing
But it seems I'm never wrong, indeed
It seems that I was right again,
You're leaving me.
Two long years without you
A voice, a face, words are not enough
Give me something tangible,
Someone I can hold
I'm waiting for you
And I'm growing old.
Are those your final words, my love?
I always felt I loved you more than you loved me
But now it's real and I'm left to bleed
It seems that I was right once more,
You're leaving me.
For what it's worth I hope you find... love.
In a way,
It's going to be just fine
As long as you're happy,
Then I'll be okay.
Two long years in another state
How much longer do I have to wait?
It's a guy thing, yeah I know,
This physical yearning,
Hell, I'm growing old!
If you love me like I love you
Then you'll let me go
And we'll meet again someday
On a vastly different road.
For what it's worth I want you to survive
I want you to be yourself
I want you to fly!
And if it means I'm hurting
As I'm waiting
Hell, that's my price to pay.
And as long as you're happy,
I can make believe that I'm okay. |