She's calling out to me
She tells me,
'Anything you want, you'll have.'
Can't help but wonder when it's going to break.

'Things have changed,'
I tell her,
You've got to understand.
Nothing ever stays that long anyways.

People come and go,
They say,
But memories last forever.
Sometimes I wish those memories could fade.

Is it unfair to feel alone
When you've got everyone around you
Wishing you all the best?

Is it unfair to want something you can never really have?
Or is it just desire?
It can't be just desire.
God, I wish it was desire.