I know now what I was too blind to see-
You and her . . . and not me.
Of course I get it . . . I understand now-
Why me when you could have perfection.
To you she is beauty and she is unique.
She knows your past, is in the present and holds your future.
I'm just boring, just there, nothing, and me.
I am not in your dreams as she is in yours, and I don't hold you in a spell.
Why can’t I be her . . .so I could have you-just you.
Does she know just how special you are and how perfectly extraordinary?
To be able to taste your lips and to feel your caress . . . does she realize?
I'm sure she must . . . for you still love her.
I wish I didn't feel this way . . .it hurts to damn much.
But I do and I felt I had to do something and now I've done too much.
I wonder if there was ever a chance, and if there was an expression in your eye . . .
But it wasn't enough and you wouldn't have changed, your passage of life . . .
Would you have ever truly picked me?
I can't describe to you how I feel . . .
It’s just there-so painfully deep.
But I knew it was in your eyes, your smile and you.
That captured me so into you.
You make me feel special and beautifully unique.
You keep me stimulated and that is addictive to me.
I will be away soon enough to where you will no longer see me.
Just like a fading memory.
I give up on you now and know that you never cared.
I'm sorry for ever giving in-but it is better than none.
You will always be in my thoughts and I fathom I won't be in yours.
You have no picture to remind you of what was once ours.
Things would’ve been sweet forevermore
But you never wanted to give it that chance for more
So here we are-the ending near and I can’t let go of our things shared
You’ve made your choice- I not there
Like the past- I will be in yours,
Like the flame we held together will
be in our hearts.
My mind is clouded with thoughts that you’ll still be there,
But I know now you will be gone just like my air.
OR
I know now what I was too blind to see-
You and her . . . and not me.
Of course I get it . . . I understand now-
Why me when you could have perfection.
To you she is beauty and she is unique.
She knows your past, is in the present and holds your future.
I'm just boring, just there, nothing, and me.
I am not in your dreams as she is in yours, and I don't hold you in a spell.
Why can’t I be her . . .so I could have you-just you.
Does she know just how special you are and how perfectly extraordinary?
To be able to taste your lips and to feel your caress . . . does she realize?
I'm sure she must . . . for you still love her.
I wish I didn't feel this way . . .it hurts to damn much.
But I do and I felt I had to do something and now I've done to much.
I wonder if there was ever a chance, and if there was an expression in your eye . . .
But it wasn't enough and you wouldn't have changed, your passage of life . . .
Would you have ever truly told me?
I still can't describe to you how I feel . . .
But I knew it was in your eyes, your smile
and you. You make me feel special and beautifully unique.
You keep me intellectually stimulated and that is addictive to me.
I will be away soon enough to where you will no longer see me and
maybe your serious about being friends.
I give up on you now and know that you never cared.
I'm sorry for ever telling you because now you fear me.
You will always be in my thoughts and I fathom I won't be in yours.
"Think of me . . .think of me fondly when I say goodbye . . .
Remember me once in awhile please promise you'll try . . ."
I am sorry I didn’t let you reply when I first told how I felt,
I feared your reply would be what I did not want to hear.
I no longer dread your reply my sweet.
You and her . . . and not me.
Of course I get it . . . I understand now-
Why me when you could have perfection.
To you she is beauty and she is unique.
She knows your past, is in the present and holds your future.
I'm just boring, just there, nothing, and me.
I am not in your dreams as she is in yours, and I don't hold you in a spell.
Why can’t I be her . . .so I could have you-just you.
Does she know just how special you are and how perfectly extraordinary?
To be able to taste your lips and to feel your caress . . . does she realize?
I'm sure she must . . . for you still love her.
I wish I didn't feel this way . . .it hurts to damn much.
But I do and I felt I had to do something and now I've done too much.
I wonder if there was ever a chance, and if there was an expression in your eye . . .
But it wasn't enough and you wouldn't have changed, your passage of life . . .
Would you have ever truly picked me?
I can't describe to you how I feel . . .
It’s just there-so painfully deep.
But I knew it was in your eyes, your smile and you.
That captured me so into you.
You make me feel special and beautifully unique.
You keep me stimulated and that is addictive to me.
I will be away soon enough to where you will no longer see me.
Just like a fading memory.
I give up on you now and know that you never cared.
I'm sorry for ever giving in-but it is better than none.
You will always be in my thoughts and I fathom I won't be in yours.
You have no picture to remind you of what was once ours.
Things would’ve been sweet forevermore
But you never wanted to give it that chance for more
So here we are-the ending near and I can’t let go of our things shared
You’ve made your choice- I not there
Like the past- I will be in yours,
Like the flame we held together will
be in our hearts.
My mind is clouded with thoughts that you’ll still be there,
But I know now you will be gone just like my air.
OR
I know now what I was too blind to see-
You and her . . . and not me.
Of course I get it . . . I understand now-
Why me when you could have perfection.
To you she is beauty and she is unique.
She knows your past, is in the present and holds your future.
I'm just boring, just there, nothing, and me.
I am not in your dreams as she is in yours, and I don't hold you in a spell.
Why can’t I be her . . .so I could have you-just you.
Does she know just how special you are and how perfectly extraordinary?
To be able to taste your lips and to feel your caress . . . does she realize?
I'm sure she must . . . for you still love her.
I wish I didn't feel this way . . .it hurts to damn much.
But I do and I felt I had to do something and now I've done to much.
I wonder if there was ever a chance, and if there was an expression in your eye . . .
But it wasn't enough and you wouldn't have changed, your passage of life . . .
Would you have ever truly told me?
I still can't describe to you how I feel . . .
But I knew it was in your eyes, your smile
and you. You make me feel special and beautifully unique.
You keep me intellectually stimulated and that is addictive to me.
I will be away soon enough to where you will no longer see me and
maybe your serious about being friends.
I give up on you now and know that you never cared.
I'm sorry for ever telling you because now you fear me.
You will always be in my thoughts and I fathom I won't be in yours.
"Think of me . . .think of me fondly when I say goodbye . . .
Remember me once in awhile please promise you'll try . . ."
I am sorry I didn’t let you reply when I first told how I felt,
I feared your reply would be what I did not want to hear.
I no longer dread your reply my sweet.