Quicker then he came I think my love is gone.
He was always there, we almost had a year.
Sneaking off into the night was the plan.
I don't quite understand how it all began.
It all happened in a whorl, I wish I could be a stronger little girl.
To help me get through this, it really hurts to reminisce.
If I was maybe I could've gone, but I'm not so my wait here is prolonged.
Waiting for my love to return, our hidden candle will always burn.
Quicker then he came, my life will never be the same.
The hole in my heart is where he'll take the blame.
So when he comes back, our love will not lack.
Like a thief he stole my heart, and our love will get stronger the longer we're apart.
