I know the story isn't too complicated
I would meet someone
And have to live a life without her
Family, career, this sort of thing
She made a choice she felt was right
And all I can do is wish her well
I cannot love the person I want to love the most
What else can I do?
My beloved is not my lover
Every inch of her heart belongs to someone else
She's so lucky, so lucky that it's cruel
She inspires both love and hate; how can her love be so profound
My beloved already has a lover
From their gaze it's evident that I have no chance
Whenever I hear one of them say 'We'
It's like hearing love's eternal mocking laugh
She made a choice she felt was right
And all I can do is wish her well
I cannot love the person I want to love the most
What else can I do?
My beloved is not my lover
Every inch of her heart belongs to someone else
She's so lucky, so lucky that it's cruel
She inspires both love and hate; how can her love be so profound
My beloved already has a lover
From their gaze it's evident that I have no chance
Whenever I hear one of them say 'We'
It's like hearing love's eternal mocking laugh