I’m not a person. I’m only what you make me be. I’m your subversion. Don’t think you’ll keep me.
I know you’re gonna try to make me want to stay. But there is nothing left for you to say. I’m gonna go away some day. I’ve gotta find a place from here….
I’ve got this feeling that you’re gonna change. I always come on running back for just the same. I’m sick of all these selfish games. Perhaps I should turn away….
I’m not a person. I’m only what you make me be. I’m your subversion. Don’t think you’ll keep me.
I must decide now if I should listen to the seas. They whisper to me, “Come in and breathe me...”