Used To Feel Before

It seems that there is something,
Something I should know
But I don't want to ask you
Ask you what I'm supposed to do
You say that I don't treat you
That way I used to do before
That I am only running away
Every time when you want me to stay

I wanna love you
Like the sailor loves the sea
I really want to but please let me be
'n' I got so much things on my mind
And you know that I can't waste any time

I wanna make you feel something
That you used to feel before

I know we've got our problems
But fighting don't make any sense
'n' I don't think that I'm so bad
That you should be so, so sad

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