Why is it always, That it seems I always long For what I can't have
But when I get That thing I want I'm never Ready for it?
Seems ironic The way things happen Nothing is free Except my mind
Wandering seemingly aimlessly Through your thoughts Through your mind I still can't have you
Praying for the day I will accept this Wondering why I have this curse
Seems too ironic To happen to me 'Cause now that I have you I want to set you free
I let you go Try to forget The memories we had And feelings are lost
I long for you again But knowing that I can't have you Is so ironic And so confusing.
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