You're blind
But I suppose it's karma for all the times I couldn't see
What was right in front of me.
And how do I expect you to see what I hide
When I put on a mask so you can't see through my mind?
You dance I sing
And I want you as my everything.
But this...this is impossible by the stars.
The stars said romance was to come our way;
A moment, not just an ordinary day
And I hoped and prayed that things would come around
But what goes around comes back around
And karma hurts like a bitch.