I wish I knew how I felt about you
Did you ever mean more to me?
Would it ever be possible?
I still keep imagining that those words you said
meant something more
I fear the day that I will not hear you anymore.
You might pass away and I might never know what happened to you
Were you in pain?
What did you think of?
Were you or would you be thinking about me?
Sometimes I wonder how it could be
How could it be that in such a short time and with such a long distance in between there was a spark?
A spark between you and me
Even with all those years in between us
At first I cried a couple of times,
but now I can not cry anymore
There is not enough time left to cry for things that have passed
There is only time to hope for better and new chances
A new chance to see you, talk to you and maybe feel you?
You once called me your girl,
will you ever by my boy?
