Don't know why I'm writing.
Don't know what to do.
It's been sun and bad weather, since I left you.

I miss you every second.
I miss you every day.
I miss our conversations and the games we used to play.

But soon I'll come home.
Soon I'll be back.
Soon we can continue on our depressed track.

With songs and laughter.
You made my days.
You were the grey in my life, my own Purple Haze.

I'd drive to your home.
You'd welcome me there.
We'd kiss all night long without any care.

In dreams it came true.
We were together again.
It would never work now, but it did then.

Forever, we promised.
Forever, we said.
But I weren't thinking, straight in my head.

How was it possible?
How could it be?
Us two together, YOU and ME.

We're a bad combination.
And you know it to.
So you'll do to me as I do to you.

We both hurt eachother.
That's what we do best.
So no more dreaming and wondering, I'll just lie here to rest.