Who knew that you would follow me

I think of you as highly guarded

Its easy when you call to me

I go to where I'm told



I wanted them to can't relate

Two things back and forth 

And disintegrate

So why do you ask me



When will you go? nothing's permanent, I thought you know

Why do you ask me

When will you go? nothing's permanent, I thought you know



I'll take you where you hold your fears

I'll show you what you know, but can't see

I keep you where I know you'll be

I'll show you what it means to be



Discarded and put to the side

Like things back and forth

And can't integrate

So why do you ask me



When will you go? nothing's permanent, I thought you know

Why do you ask me

When will you go? nothing's permanent, I thought you know



Is this your last call to me?

I hope it is