I don't believe in anything she says to me.
I don't believe that she cares for me.
Is it me that she loves or is it someone else?
I've got to know before I leave.
Is it the warmth in her touch
or the sweetness that's in her kiss?
My heart is telling me never let go of this.
Is it the look in her eyes
or the brightness that's in her smile?
I'd walk the world for her.
She couldn't walk me a mile.
As the days go by
and the time slips away.
It happened all so fast
I couldn't make her stay.
All the memories she left,
they rest in my head
Sometimes I feel I'd be better off dead.
