Heat is behind
And a tear is in your eye
Slowly you glide away
Hiding any or all regret
A choice must be made
The truth is bound to come out
Your hurting the one standing still
Attempting to run
Trying to escape second thought
Screaming to see what was left
What path was taken
Who's affection was forgotten
The heat is behind
Slowly you glide away
Then you awake
Almost finding the answer
But you awoke