| I no longer know what’s real anymore |
| In the back of my mind, I have opened the door |
| That leads to the past and the love we once shared |
| I keep asking myself, what am I doing there? |
| What am I doing there holding you tight? |
| Taking down your hair lying close by your side |
| Making believe that you still care |
| My new life is here, what am I doing there? |
| I don’t get much rest with the secrets I keep |
| And I’m afraid that some night, oh, I’ll talk in my sleep |
| How could I explain to the one lying here? |
| She’s loving me now, what am I doing there? |
| What am I doing there holding you tight? |
| Taking down your hair lying close by your side |
| Making believe that you still care |
| My new life is here what am I doing there? |
| My new life is here, what am I doing there? |