love me too, can't you see
because i'm trying so hard to move on
and i will be able to one day, it's only logical
...but you're my baby, and i wish we didn't have to end this.
how does it feel
when i hold somebody else's hand
when i laugh with another boy
when i talk on the phone with another soul?
...i don't want it to be anyone else but you
but you don't see that.
and unless you want me more than this, i will never show you.
until next time, adieu.
perhaps we will cross paths once more, and maybe then we'll be right for each other, finally.