I think... I think when it's all over
It just comes back in flashes, you know?
It's like a kaleidoscope of memories
It just all comes back. But he never does
I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen
It's not really anything he said or anything he did
It was the feeling that came along with it
And the crazy thing is I don't know if I'm ever gonna feel that way again
But I don't know if I should
I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright
But I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you toward someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you?
Maybe he knew that when he saw me
I guess I just lost my balance
I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him
It was losing me