Sometimes I wonder
How I ever could have thought of leaving
Then I remember
Then it all comes back
Why I feel I will
Why I know that I will depart
Sometimes I start to feel conflicted
Wondering what's really best
Then I remember
Then I see it clearly again
When I thought it all out
When I discovered my path
Sometimes I wish
That I could tell her what I'm thinking
Then I remember
Then I start to cry
Why I can't tell her
Why I...
Now I've...forgotten...
It was almost there...
I know that there's something...
But I...can't...
Why am...I...even...
...here...
