And so many things I'd forgotten,
In a world that we shared,
With so many things for the asking,
Never asked for the madness there.
Strange how I find myself,
So often on a distant shore.
There's only one thing that's confusing.
Was it you?
Was it me?
With so many question
Unanswered or was that part of your mystery?
Strange how I find myself,
So often on a distant shore.
How I find myself so often on a distant shore.