I have kept my distance. Independent. On my own. A superficial witness with love I'd touch and go.
Could it be for my own protection I have only gone halfway? Could it be my fear of rejection drove your love away?
CHORUS: I say don't get too close protect yourself from love. It's hard to stay afloat when you try and you try and you try. I say don't get too close protect yourself from love. Yet, I find it hurts the most when you try and you try and you try and you're not close enough.
Crowded room of people I pretend to know. I'd rather be a stranger. I choose to walk alone.
Could it be living on the outside is much more than I can take? Honestly, I'd reach for affection but it only slips away.