You say you have questions
Yet there are no answers for this
I cannot tell you what you want to hear
I will not lie about a lost bliss
I have had questions of my own
Where were you, when I was alone
Where did you run to
When you were my home
I cannot answer the things you want
Why did you leave us behind
Was it all just a quiet game
Why is it that you are so unkind
There are just too many questions
Why was it you and why was it me
In another life or another time
I will walk past you and let the questions simply be
