The day I hope will never come - it’s to late to wish it won’t come, ‘cause it’s already here.
Today is the day it’s no longer you&me, from now on it’s me, and it’s you.
Today is the day I will run, run away from you and never come back.

At least I hope I won’t, or I think so, because you are not good for me. You make me addicted to you, to your hands, your voice, your touch, your laugh.
And I don’t think there is anything I can do to stop it, except for running, running away from you and never come back