I have no idea what tomorrow will bring,
but I know that I must tell you how I
feel before it's too late, before you
choose someone else without even
thinking of me in consideration.

I knew this fear had a reason for building
itself back up, I knew my nerves were not
for nothing, so now I must act, I must tell you.

There is no moment like the present, and
I cannot sit back and watch someone else
steal you away again. At least not without
you knowing what you mean to me.

I am scared. I am finally scared as hell.
This better be worth it. I don't want to
find the pain again. I don't want my
soul to escape me.