My heart is pumping

For one reason.

Maybe it's my imagination,

But it's true.

It's all in your hands.

I no longer

Have this on my shoulders.

Oh no,

It must be something I said.

Love is another word for regret.

You know,

It must be part of my plan.

It's never too late to understand.

And I

Wanted it to be

Something more than

Just another run-around for me.

And even though...

I'm glad that I'm finally free.

All that's left for my life

Is now up to me.

And I

Walk around for days

And I

Only see you in my dreams.

Wait for me like I've waited for you.