I ran into happiness and the outcome lay before me. I left in joy and returned in sorrow.
You've cast me aside, you dominated.
I'm suffering under the pressure you've put on me.The remaining thoughts of you, which still don't let me sleep.The poetic verses you once wrote to me, or I wrote to you,which haven't got a clue why they were written.
When desire turns to obsession,
I'm out of control. I can't do anything at all.
I can say I left in the light and came back in the dark.Yet it's too late, you can't turn back the clock.
I tried to change, but the motivation waned. I failed.My ideas continue to live, although I couldn't fulfil my dream.I live in a dream that can't be fulfilled by a person like me. Life is harder to understand than I'd thought.Each day brings a new piece of reality and , in time, destroys all my wonderful dreams.
When desire turns to obsession,
I'm out of control. I can't do anything at all.
I can say I left in the light and came back in the dark.Yet it's too late, you can't turn back the clock.
What counts in life is the coming and going of the tide,Everything else is just the trimmings.
Trimmings which embellish reality. I'm dreaming of things which make life worth living;
I live in a dream that can't be fulfilled by a person like me.The remaining thoughts of you, which still don't let me sleep.
One day, some day, I'll get over it.
One day, some day, I'll finally go to sleep
Free of any remaining thoughts of you.