Whenever love begins to fade,
I’m back again with this charade.
It always starts out as a blast.
I should have known it wouldn’t last.
And it happens every time.
Fall back in line.

Could you help me find a space where I fit in my place? Just got dumped last night.
Man this love thing really bites.

Why do I fall for this?
In and out?
I come and go so I don’t know what’s going on.
Could we take a break from love?
Try to focus on what’s above.

And now I’m back again.
Back again but not here to stay.
I’ll be gone in another day.
I should have known I change so much.
I come and go so I don’t know.
Like winter snow to summer skies,
I come and go so I don’t know…