I was a dreamer when I was young.
I was looking but I never found the one.
So I gave up on love sometime ago.
...and I grew complacent with being alone.

I ran into you twice in two days.
It had been so long I didn't know what to say.
I wanted to hide or run away.
You were the predator; I was the prey.

Because I don't know what to do.
When I'm around you....

I became so numb when you left me.
You found another boy while I was across the sea.
Is destiny trying to play a joke on us?
Making our paths cross again just for fun.

But now my love is through..
because I'd rather be alone than with you.

I just want to be left alone as I age.
Let my hermit habits develop as I grey.
I just want to go my own way.
Let my hermit habits develop as I grey.