If I could read your mind, love. What a tale your thoughts could tell. Just like a paperback novel the kind that drugstores sell. When you reach the part where the heartaches come the hero would be me. But heroes often fail and you won't read that book again because the ending's just too hard to take. I'd walk away like a movie star who gets burned in a three way script. Enter number two a movie queen to play the scene of bringing all the good things out in me. But for now love, let's be real. I never thought I could act this way and I've got to say that I just don't get it. I don't know where we went wrong but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back...