There she goes, and here I come.
In the morning Sun only she knows me.
If we were done, why did she say hello?
When she could have packed up,
and been all too ready to go.
I know our fire is strong,
and I know we know our love.
I don't long for another,
but can we make it this time,
loving the other, and beat the rhyme?

She's on her way,
and it is here that I stay.
If I could have left,
well I would have already.
But for a reason unknown,
she has committed a theft on me.
Because no matter what is ahead,
I just can't see what it is,
that is alone in her heart.

Here she comes, and there I go.
Walking down a road I don't know.
I know from the start it won't last,
but to go back to my past is too much.
Whether it's bravery or forgiveness I lack,
it won't make such a change in what I see.
Now isn't it strange how we can't leave,
yet I bet I could never trust,
or believe it when you say it's only me.