They told me it would be easy
They told me I could
And I confess I tried
But it's a one way street
Somewhere I lost the way on a fork
I walk back the fork I took
Only to realize
I am still finding my way back to you
They told me I could move on
It was only too easy to get waylaid,
I tried, and not for them, but for me
To ease the pain, in that place in my life
Which was meant for you
It hurt even more when I tried to replace you
And everything came boomeranging back
Cos it's always been only you
I would rather be called mad
Than let go without at least once waiting at the bend in the road for you...