Sarah Brightman - So many things
And so many things I'd forgotten,
In a world that we shared,
With so many things for the asking.
Never asked for the madness there.
Strange how I find myself
So often on a distant shore.
There's only one thing that's confusing.
Was it you? Was it me?
With so many questions unanswered
Or was that part of your mystery?
So many things I'd forgotten.
So many things for the asking.
How I find myself
So often on a distant shore.