if there ever was a test

then I'd be better than the rest

´cause I know better than the most

that love will haunt you like a ghost

it's the everlasting feeling

of not being who you want to

of not saying what you mean to

though you really, really want to



and as the ashes of the trees

that you have burned down

on your way

comes together in a pile

they form a mountain in my way

and I know that I must force it

to get out of here alive

I try to think of something alse

I try to keep the spirit high



but it's not love that makes you wiser

makes you better ot refine you

it's not love that keeps you fit

pulls you up and realigns you

it's the battle with yourself

and it's the things

that you must go through

to get it right and get it over with

and get back in the world



but it's not that I still want you

you're not standing in my way

and itøs nat that I feel lost

and feel there's something left to say

it just really left me

that one question in my head:

do you ever wish that you

colud just forget that we have met?