I know I'm supposed to let you go but how can I be so cold
When my heart is beating within your chest?
You finish my thoughts even before they're expressed.
I could care less but you know it to be untrue because it's me you see right through
In so many ways I'm just like you, how many full moons have I howled at?
Don't get me wrong, I don't wanna go back because I've learned
To be detached in fact I love what I've become
But there'll always be that part of me that wishes you would just come back
I never give up no matter how hard I try
I even gave up trying because it's the same as suicide
Would I knowingly take the dying path without knowing what I'm without
I need you to know that I can let you go but that would
Mean a different role assumed by going with a flow I cannot follow
I used to believe you cannot oppose the unstoppable flow of life
But no-one's fate is determined
Every minute is a chance to lift the burden
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