Sometimes we handle our affairs with little tact
Maybe that's the reason why I keep looking back
Your shadow lurks behind the back of my mind
What started as pleasure is now my bind
I went into this not knowing what to say
But I guaranteed we at least talked once a day
Maybe I was overzealous right from the beginning
Somewhere halfway I saw the fire dimming
To be shut out of your life is what I get
But I hold on to that experience with no regret
