I'm gone away for a few weeks From this place we'll get used to call home Any how. If I ever settle down. And I get more and more lost and confused As I cross new paths, distance stretches on and on. Will you answer when I call? Despite everything I said, I'm still afraid that I might loose you after all. I hate to say it but I understand That you might have felt ignored. Despite everything we shared, I'll still act as a stranger when I'll get back home. I always feel like I should make amends. Ties already unravelled. (I don't know how to sew it all) And I've been gone away for a few years From this place that I won't ever, I will never call home anyway But we could find it another name. And I get more and more lost and confused As I cross old paths, distance reduces on and on. Once again I missed your call. Now I can't be there for you. It doesn't change the feelings I have for you.