Farewell Flight. Other. On Standby. Zeneszám

She chose me over her fiance, now i'm pulling away. (ding-dong, ding-dong). i want so badly to love you, belle. i keep pulling away. "you're full of holes no one can fill; you keep pulling away." ding-dong, ding-dong. i feel like a widower inside. my youth is quickly passing by. turning thirty-five. i still sleep alone at night. will i be alone for all my life? she chose me over her betrothed; now i'm pulling away. i miss a man i've never known. i'm still pulling away. ding-dong, ding-dong. i watch life pass me by. i see it flash before my eyes. turning thirty-five. i feel like an old man inside, just waiting for my turn to die