You told me you were leaving and I hope that you can find your way.
I'm not the kind for chasing, I'm never heading out that way.
If you keep moving far and farther I guess you never needed me.
Now I'm sinking like a ship while you make your way across the sea.

If you think I'm thinking about you, I'm thinking you should again.
You know that kind of thinking is the kind I think will do you in.