It seems all alone without you,
The moment we had is lost, without the fame and any cost.
I owe you the world, which we almost got.
However things turned in a way, which weren't forecast.
Ups and down’s and are for everyone, and we ain't no stranger to none.
Still I want to hold you, with the hollowness of the past,
The rhythm you felt was perfect however that never got into me.
I want you to be with me in a way that we had been,
I will love you the way, which I never have been.
Since realization is always at the end, but it doesn't mean END,
And I accept my fault and already know that you wanted to come,
I still owe you that world, with all the ecstasy and fun.
It seems all alone without you; it’s all dark in here,
It is dense, demise and lost.
Things turned out in a way, which weren't forecast.
WHICH WEREN'T FORECAST…?
