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