What could you have, might have been
Besides the world to me?
What would you have, should have been
If destiny we had beat?

Why did they not understand
That I'm old enough to know?
And now this grief that tastes so bland...
Lets nothing in the mix be shown.

Who could think they have the right...
They did not know us!
How much I changed to be with you...
But they wouldn't let me fuss.

Where could they have been brought up
To think that this is right?
To make me feel such a loss, so much pain...
I ask these questions every night.