Whenever love begins to fade,    I’m back again with this charade.    It always starts out as a blast.    I should have known it wouldn’t last.    And it happens every time.    Fall back in line.      Could you help me find a space where I fit in my place? Just got dumped last night.    Man this love thing really bites.      Why do I fall for this?    In and out?    I come and go so I don’t know what’s going on.    Could we take a break from love?    Try to focus on what’s above.      And now I’m back again.    Back again but not here to stay.    I’ll be gone in another day.    I should have known I change so much.    I come and go so I don’t know.    Like winter snow to summer skies,    I come and go so I don’t know…