I want to touch the skin of your new lover, I want to know her, know what she sees. I was forced to let you go, let you leave my mind, And now I'm choking on jealousy. I didn't want to love you like I love you- I felt the hurt creep when we first touched. The start hurt more then when I saw you leaving Because i knew that day would come. This short life time, needs a lifeline before you go- It must have been the wrong time. Beneath the cracked and coloured stained glass windows, I see you take her hand. I watch the way you watch her like an angel- You never saw me that way again. I didn't want to love you like I love you, I felt the hurt creep when we first touched. The start hurt more then when I saw you leaving Because i knew that day would come. This short life time, needs a lifeline before you go. It must have been the wrong time.