If I can't say that I tried
When my hair's no longer black.
If I curl up and hide
Fixated with looking back.
If you close the door behind you
With the choice no longer shared.
Will I miss you, my darling
You of which I am so scared.

If I do not continue to explore
Will the mind simply forget.
If I choose to close the door
With unwanted decision set.
If you do not share the feeling
That which has brought me to this place.
Will I miss you, my darling
You that understands my space.

If by fate it is intended
That the heart shall be set free.
If decisions of the past
Lead to a different tree.
If desire starts to wain
Then apart it is to be.
Will I miss you, my darling
You that set me free.