If we told ourselves it wasn’t meant to be
Would we never move again, it’s not up to me
Fate is such mother fucker
If I don’t show you, you’ll never know
If you keep disappearing this interest will go
The more I hope the more I am disappointed
Who is destined for who?
When all I want to do it talk to you
And love isn’t real - it’s something we’ve been searching for
But we settle for anything, forgetting the fact that there’s so much more.
So who’s fault is it that you’re so far away?
And how can you stand there with nothing to say?
Why must we forget ourselves, and ignore this?
Everyone keeps their eyes fixated on the exits
And I swear I’ll stick around when everyone leaves
I could be there for you, and you could be there for me.
So, fate is a mother fucker,
And she holds all the cards
It’s moments like these when I wonder where you are.