You told me that you love me...
that you and I are meant to be.
How could it have been then, that all that you've felt once, faded like old jeans?

You told me we'll be together,
because of what you've said;
I believed in forever.
You've never added up a maybe, or a later...
You could have been at least honest about it,
'Cause you left me right after.

How could it be?
I'm right in here...
Alone and lonely,
While you're now over there...
With the one you have chosen.