I sense there's some thing in the wind That feels like tra ge dy's at hand And though I'd like to stand by him Can't shake this fee ling that I have The worst is just a round the bend And does he no tice my fee lings for him? And will he see how much he means to me? I think it's not to be What will be come of my dear friend? Where will his ac tions lead us then? Al though I'd like to join the crowd In their en thu si as tic cloud Try as I may, it does n't last And will we e ver end up to ge ther? no, I think not, it's ne ver to be come For I am not the one