Lyrics:

For so many years I held my breath for you
Held under what became the ocean
Struggling to find footing on what became the ocean floor
And now, as I reflect on what became my foundation

Who am I to say the grass was ever greener
Where my own feet struck on the Earth?
And that the fields, they seemed much neater on my side of the fence
And who am I to question why you took the path you took?
And who the fuck am I to open this closed book?
But the pages just keep turning and my pen just wont dry
But my eyes - they wont stop burning and yet you still have no reply

I guess that in a way, it had to be like this
And I guess in a way, Im glad it turned out like it did
Because I couldnt stand your sight if I ran into you tonight
And if you died, I just dont think Id have too much to say tonight