I would have to believe that we ever
Even had a chance to get on the altar
And speak those beautiful words and
Swear that we would overcome poverty
Sickness, sadness and all those things
That loving couples swear to be happy
But this story is not ours

I'm not taking anything its not , it's
Getting all there. To your heart, I 'm not
Taking what is not mine. The letters I
Wrote , I made a point to burn
I could destroy my remains
Because I do not want to be
Reminded of anything not
And do not want to remember
I'm tired of accumulating pies stories
And unfinished in my memories

We always had freedom to go and to stay
You stayed because I wanted to
And I'm going because I want to