I wish you could hear the voice behind my words
Maybe we could love for a thousand year but maybe not
it doesn’t matter
Some things are just not meant to be and that includes you and I.
We both want to be free
Don’t want to be the slave of love
the many times and the tingling feeling killed us a little inside
the many time we dreamt and cherished
the things that we had or don’t have
tis time to wake
not too late
no more hate.