Texty: Moodorama. Uncertainty.

It makes no sense for an explanation
I recognize this wouldn't satisfy
I ask myself what i want
This waiting drives me round the bend

Thoughts full of hope stroll around in my mind
And wrap around confidence
But it's drawing to a close
There's no chance to start all over again

You never can be sure tha tyou can come back
All i have to say is i have to forget

I wish this never would have happened
And i hope to finish off this way
But i'm scared that i will never reach you
Now i'm wakeful and protect myself

I didn't find truth but how should i know
No return and remorse doesn't work
I face the facts and arrange my life
What else am i supposed to do?

You never can be sure tha tyou can come back
All i have to say is i have to forget