I'm sitting here wondering, if things will ever be...
Will i always get that feeling, whenever i hear...

When I'm not with you,
I dream of your smile...

I wouldnt want to hurt you,
Not like I did before...

You are the reason I felt so alive,
Now you are the reason I have got to survive...

I feel as if Im torn,
Torn into two...

I wish that it would end,
The longing in my heart...

Im in my bed,
Youre in my head...

I don't know what to do, I can't stand the pain,
Seeing you hold her is driving me insane...

I am broken hearted,
Or is it torn in two...

Im standing, in my room,
Thinking of a plan...

If I tell you how I feel,
Will you tell me too...

Racism
A black man shakes his head...