And I fell that
the next time we meet –
if we meet –
it will be our last
And I know that
no matter what we once said;
we will walk away -
away from each other
And I feel that
the next time we meet
I’ll have grown – but you;
you'll still be the same
And does it really matter
if I stay or go?
And is it really different
if I take it back?
I know that nothin’ changes
I’ll be me
and you still you will be
I guess there’s nothin’ we could do or say
to change both our way
You’d said that you love
I’d said that I’m here
You’d told me you care
I’d also told you I love
Now I stop and stare
and gaze into the depths of me –
the anger, sad and broken part of me
And I ask myself who this man is –
this small, petty and bitter of a man –
Am I this man?
Has he been here all along or has he just arrived?
Either way
I guess it’s really hard to say
Tell you that I’m through
Had enough of loving you
None of us will bend
I’ll keep playing those silly little games
And you, so aloof, will swing by them
as if in a set at the park.
Can I honestly think
that if I change
you will change?
We will change
I dunno if this is right
and I dunno if it’s wrong
I want to say so many things
but I can’t say’em to your face
And I feel that
the next time we meet
our souls will set –
break – themselves apart
And I know that
the next time we each other see;
we’ll look into our eyes and nothin’
nothin’ we will see
And I’m sure that
the next time we meet
not even a tear from your eyes
will be cried
And I guarantee that
the next time we meet
I’ll be crying inside
and you’ll be all dry
And I believe that
the next time we meet
we will walk away –
away from us
And then it will not matter
if I scream or sing
if I speak or cry
if I beg or pleed
For no matter what happens
no matter what’s done
I will always be
be the other one
The non-important
not-there
not-loved
not-said
The not-thought-of
not-dreamt
not-missed
not-desired
The not-worthy-of-you one
And I’ll be all of those
and all of these
‘cause I am all of them
The one who you do not care about
The one that can vanish for years
The one that won’t be missed
‘Cause I’m sure I’m all of these
And the next time we meet
I’ll walk away and never look back
And you – well you –
will still be sitting there thinking of him
- - - and not of me
