I am a creature of habit and I will admit there's a pattern (One I created myself): None of my lovers dared leave me, I grew impatient and stale. But this time it's different, the rules don't apply... I need some distance though, to step out of line.
I must be crazy to want this, but I'm prone to ruin the good things and I need some distance.So grant me this wish and meet me back here in a year, if we still exist, I can let go of my fears:
- Fear of normalcy
- Fear of the solid walls of our future
- ...and let go of my past.
So grant me this wish and meet me back here in a year, if we still exist, I can let go of my fearI have a tendency to wait... and you keep coming back to me.