November, missed the train and the chance to say what i had to say.
I guess it's too perfect how every piece falls into place. And that night
your eyes never met mine, you were confused, so was i. And i heard
every word you said, I just don't believe them. What are you afraid to
break, is it my heart or yours? What can we say, we've said it all and been there and back,
I just want to go back. It's all so perfect. Was I more afraid of the truth or a lie, it's better
to say it's all wrong than it's all right. Skinner knees and city smiles running through the
streets, it's all the same to you. Unrequieted love's a bore, and I've got it pretty bad,
but for someone you adore, it's a pleasure to be sad(-Billie Holiday, Rogers-Hart).
Three little words, you're killing me... I'll never know what love is. Lotta walks
late at night til I could see your side. As long as you're there I'll be here.
When will I see you again? What can I say? What can I do? Empty
promises fulfilled. Pocketful of nothings received. You can cover up your words.
They just magically disappear and I'm left with no choice; I move on. What did
you expect from me? As i force fed myself. Lying in these fields of grass we
planned to sow. Throwing baseballs threw the trees and mending holes.
I wanted to love you more than you'll ever know. I never wanted it to end this way.
I got in my car knowing you'd never call. It was your prophecy. Didn't I mean anything?
Didn't you know I cared? What has friendship become?
This is heaven to me. Nothing's ever felt so right before, did i tell you? Nothing,
before now. (Why can't you see?) No, not this again. What will become of us now?
I always seem to want what I can't have and now I'm back to where i began. Why?
Not this again. Why do I try? I tried. I wish you knew (how I'm really feeling now). Why?
I'm tired, too tired to try. So please, let's just say we don't have to try anymore.
They said they would wait for me, but what was left for me? I think I'll take early
retirement from the guessing game. When we were young, the games we played.