So you say don't come,
don't be with you,
don't share with you,
the special times,
don't be a part of them
these special times,
these everyday ones
not shared with I.
Memories made by the everyday,
memories made with me
not in them.
Nothing special about me,
so why should I there be.
So, Ok, I'm far away,
out of your way,
out of your everyday,
just sitting here
so all alone.
This is my dream
of how love should be,
all alone just me,
while you live
your special times,
with me
not in your way.
Yes, I'm sitting here,
all alone
feeling loved,
not in your way.
