Svetlana:

Long ago,

In someone else's lifetime

Someone with my name

Who looked a lot like me,

Came to know a man,

And made a promise:

He only had to say

And that's where she would be.



Lately although her feelings

Run just as deep,

The promise she made

Has grown impossible to keep,

And yet I wish it wasn't so.

Will he miss me if I go?



In a way it's someone else's story

I don't see myself

As taking part at all.

Yesterday the girl

That I was fond of

Finally could see

The writing on the wall.



Sadly she realized

She'd left him behind,

And sadder than that

She knew he wouldn't even mind.

And though there's nothing left to say 

Would he listen if I stay?



It's all very well to say

You fool it's now or never 

I could be choosing

No choices whatsoever.



I could be in someone else's story

In someone else's life,

And he could be in mine.

I don't see a reason to be lonely.

I should take my chances

Further down the line.

And if that girl I knew

Should ask my advice,

Oh, I wouldn't hesitate 

She needn't ask me twice.

"Go now!"

I'd tell her that for free.

Trouble is the girl is me 

The story is the girl is me.