Well, tell me, what is it that I'm doing these days?
I'd like to say I'm doing fine
By the way, the feelings from that time before,
tell me, have I been able to forget them at all?
Since right now it's still impossible
If I let the years go by, will I find the answer then?
Will the day come when I finally understand?
I can't help wondering was this really for the best?
Sometimes it crosses my mind but I know the rest
is better left unsaid, so I leave it in my head
After all, I know myself, I know my story well
My one, my own, I know my story well