Time after time we began again
The rhythm of our lives
The answers we try to find
I was ashamed with the words I said
You were to blame when your lover
Stole the rose
Is this real or fantasy
Am I where you want me to be
Cause everytime I open up
Things aren't like they should be
Here I go again wondering on my own
No time for friends I guess i'll hit the road
Here I stay with the words I'll never say
You were to blame when your lover stole the rose
Is this real or fantasy
Am I where you want me to be
Cause everytime I open up
Things aren't like they should be