my heart is pumping for one reason. maybe it's my imagination, but it's true. it's all in your hands. i no longer have this on my shoulders. oh no, it must be something i said. love is another word for regret. you know, it must be part of my plan. it's never too late to understand. and i wanted it to be something more than just another run-around for me. and even though... i'm glad that i'm finally free. all that's left for my life is now up to me. and i walk around for days and i only see you in my dreams. wait for me like i've waited for you.