I know you can't be serious   It would be deleterious   But you're not listening   Do you see us together in twenty years anyway   'Cause I don't even know what I'll do this Saturday   So can't we think this through?      I guess it is my turn now   To turn you upside down   To make you love to hate me   To make your sky your ground   I guess it is my turn now   To turn you inside out   Won't you ever learn how   To listen to your own doubt?      I guess you must be serious   It's not you, it's not me, it's just us   That turns a good thing bad   If you asked me which you didn't   I'd have told you that it didn't feel right   You and I shared a love that lasted one night, or two, or three      It's My turn now   But I don't want to turn you down      ©2000 Eric Barao