Maybe if we wished, maybe we could fly,
Away from all of this, maybe if we tried
As I drive my car, to a bleak motel,
To a love that must, have been made in hell.
How long can we go on living this old lie?
Hiding my love away with your Valentines,
So many times before that we have tried,
I guess I never could seem to say goodbye
How long can we go on, waiting for the fall?
So many little hearts, could we break them all?
And what hurts me most is I know what to do,
For though I live with her, I'm in love with you.
You, me and she will be free to go on