I sense there's some thing in the wind
That feels like tra ge dy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this fee ling that I have
The worst is just a round the bend
And does he no tice my fee lings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it's not to be
What will be come of my dear friend?
Where will his ac tions lead us then?
Al though I'd like to join the crowd
In their en thu si as tic cloud
Try as I may, it does n't last
And will we e ver end up to ge ther?
no, I think not, it's ne ver to be come
For I am not the one
