Ain’t it strange how I remember her walking away
A quick wave of the arm nothings sincere
Will I come of age or am I maybe here to stay
There’s something that needs to be clear.
And so to who I feel inside and out
She’s in her world and I’m in mine
All I know is there is no doubt
My heart has simply been blind.
A mistaken love is still some kind of love
Don’t shove it away with your fear
I see her hear her is more than enough