Is this the last time, for being alone?   Is there a right time, that I’d never know?   'Cause I needed all you gave,   but you turned away.      Could I have been wrong, to push it so much?   I’m singing the same songs, used for a crutch.   And I’m writing one right now   you’ll sing someday.      You say, it’s for the best. I don’t know it yet.   You say, I’ll wave goodbye to the things you've said someday.      Is this the same lines that I’ve heard before?   Could they have been mine, just switching the words?   Did you ever really see   what’s really there?      You say, it’s for the best. I don’t know it yet.   You say, I’ll wave goodbye to the things you've said someday.