You can be who you want to. You can see who you want to. There's nothing I can tell you now, except: I'm always thinking of you, even when I don't want to, in more ways than I can count. 'Cause I didn't meant to let you go, should've been the first one to let you know. Change your mind and let me slide just one more time. It doesn't have to be this way, we could stop fighting and wake up in your place, or I could go, leave it to chance and just let this go on...
And when we're in the future, and "now" is a million miles away, will we start to reconsider what now belongs to yesterday? This whole life is moving fast for me, is it for you the same?
We were only children, still deciding who to be. I remember following you, hoping you'd look back at me... And, then, we got older like people do, but I didn't mean to let you go.