I can't believe that I'm thinking about yesterday once more, when you climbed right through my window.
You said you had to grow, you had to open up big doors.
But it was okay with me.
I had to set you free, knew you'd come back to me.

I wake up day by day and I think of all the things to say.
I wish I could fly away and follow the clouds to a place where I could set free,
Where there won't be anyone looking down on me.
Oh I try not to cry, so I place it all behind me.

If I was so happy, then why do I want you back in my arms?
I thought I was okay, but I can't even admit to myself that I would take you back if you returned to me.
But I don't believe in your love.
Then why..
Why am I feeling..
Why am I feeling this way?