Why?
Love never comes at the right time,
Being afraid is only the steps we take
Learning to walk without crawling.
Can we stop dragging our hearts a round.
Can we see what were going to lose.
But can you look me in the eyes,
And tell me how you can let go.
One step at a time
So I must hold up my head and be proud,
Proud of what I offered,
Proud of every second, of the time with you…
That's why.