• I sense there's something in the wind,That feels like tagedy's at hand,
    And though I'd like to stand by him,
    Can't shake this feeling that i have,
    The wost is just around the bend.


    And does he notice my feelings fo him?
    And will he see how much he means to me?
    I think its not to be


    What will become of my dear friend?
    Where will his actions lead us then?
    Although I'd like to join the crowd
    In their enthusiastic cloud,
    Try as I may,It doesn't last.


    And will we ever end up together?
    No,I think not. It's never to become...
    ...For I am not the one...