He’s gone, he’s left,
Nothing was said.
He’s strong, he’s wrong.
I have no regrets.
He’s chosen, he’s happy,
He's hurt, sadly...
He’s moving on, he’s far.
He’s done, I’m done.
He’s learned,
He’s stopped to turn.
He’s smiling, I’m frowning,
It’s over now.
I’m sure, he’s gone,
My fault all along.
Though I'm free,
I still feel trapped in "our" song.
No more sunshine.
His tears on me.
Tables soon to be turned, unseen.
I love, he loves,
I knew, he would be through.
My fault,
His mind,
My actions,
His time.
When I was scared,
He used to be there...
If he feels what I feel, then he will know;.
That I might seem free,
But I'm really trapped, so alone.
