If you could read my mind love, what a tale my thoughts could tell. Just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing well, in a castle dark or a fortress strong with chains upon my feet.
But stories always end.
And if you read between the lines, you'd know that I'm just trying to understand the feelings that you lack. I never thought I could feel this way, but I've got to say that I just don't get it. I don't know where we went wrong, but the feelin's gone and I just can't get it back...