In my head a crazy notion
that your love for me has died.
Perhaps some kind of potion
will dry the tears I've cried.
Of course my life requires such
that my time is limited in a way.
Yet still I think of you so much
through my busy night and day.
Putting aside what I really need
until I can muster up a minute.
It's my inner desire to succeed
forgetting my world within it.
Was it worth it all in the end
as I feel my world subside?
Time with you I need to spend,
now your love for me has died.
that your love for me has died.
Perhaps some kind of potion
will dry the tears I've cried.
Of course my life requires such
that my time is limited in a way.
Yet still I think of you so much
through my busy night and day.
Putting aside what I really need
until I can muster up a minute.
It's my inner desire to succeed
forgetting my world within it.
Was it worth it all in the end
as I feel my world subside?
Time with you I need to spend,
now your love for me has died.
