I sense there's something in the wind    that feels like tragedy's at hand,   and though I'd like to stand by you,   can't shake this feeling that I know    the worst is just around the bend.   And does she notice    my feeling for her?    And can she see    how much she means to me?    I think it's not to be.    What will become of my dear friend?    Where will his actions lead us then?    Although I'd like to join the crowd    in their enthusiastic cloud,   try as I may it doesn't last.   And will we ever    end up together?    No, I think not.   It's never to become    for I am not the one.