Broken umbrella in the rain. I'll slip and fall upon the floor. Chosen badly once again. I'll learn my lesson after the storm. I love the things you do to me. But don't need your help selling me short. You bring me deep into your sea. And soon enough we'll fight some more. What if we just can't dream again. Stay awake until the end. So if our paths should then diverge no guide. Just walking straight ahead. Maybe it's time for us to stop. Or just continue moving on. Remember: choosing's leaving something behind. On your way without picking sides. Who knows I'll go along for the ride. And when our story gets too far. Then we can't see just where it starts. Who'd be the first one to give in. Abandon it and then depart