I don't think you'll miss me when I'm gone
and I'm the one that must be moving on
and we won't be as we always were
when love isn't wanted anymore
but i'll miss you when I'm gone
and one less dream to base my life upon
less your embrace and tender charms
no more to hold you in my arms
less sweet lips to dream to kiss
and one less love that I will miss
less even my dreams of what could be
but saved the passion restored in me
I think if you could you would take that too
so important to let me know I'm unimportant to you
I beleive you, I do
I'm nothing to you
as you always have, you have the upper hand
why that's so important I don't understand
in the long run I don't think you'll feel so clever
and one day realize I was the one who could have loved you forever