I have learnt not to ask, not to let him know I'm feeling,
'Cause in a cup he collects all that I was ever dreaming,
Then he scatters it to the sea and says he's leaving,
And suddenly I feel that I've stopped breathing.
I can't pretend to be strong, not when he's the one I'm needing,
And they are wrong when they tell me I'd do better just to leave him,
'Cause he takes me to a place that I can breath in,
But all that I can do is watch him leaving.
Why can't I think of anything before him?
Am I just a soul waiting for him?
I don't want to know,
No, it's better not to know,
Then he can come and go as he pleases.
So I have learnt not to ask, not to let him know that I miss him,
'Cause I am so terrified to cool the fire in case I lose him,
And I know he doesn't know just what he's doing,
And he has no idea how far I'm falling.
Why can't I think of anything before him?
Am I just a soul waiting for him?
I don't want to know,
No, it's better not to know.
He doesn't want to show,
So it's better not to know,
Then he can come and go as he pleases
