Wash it go, over me and gone
Just in passing by watching you
Would you know?
Would you know the subtle stare from only where?
And just as far away as I can feel
How do we?
Would you know lovers forcing then
Barely even friends, barely ever friends
How can we make love to someone else
And then turn away, and then say, "I hate your f***ing guts!"?
How do we turn away and say, "I hate you now!"?
One day I will run into your face
And to 'roundabout', turn away still in grief
I hope we will share smiles of a favourite friend
That we once had, because I feel, I feel this
Because we once shared the fire, the fire that we shared
My favourite memory will always be
When we stood in the sand, with our fingertips in the ground
It would've been the first time, that I said, that I want you
I said that I love you
Still I'm struggling to see where that feeling arouse
Was it mine I create, or was it real sharing then?
Still I'll try to forget the things that I said when I yell
I was following, yes I was following
My messy head
Still I'm following...