Things are shaping up to be pretty odd

And she tried so hard to steer away from the meeting place
But her heart had led her there
She clings to his consciousness wherever he layed. He struggles to sleep at night and during the day

He's worried she's waiting in his dreams to drag him back to the meeting place
His love had left him there, where the voice still echoes

I'm sorry I met you darling, I'm sorry I met you
As she turned into the night. All he had was the words
"I'm sorry I met you darling
I'm sorry I left you"

Four weeks they had trolled around, playing the fools
They knew the time would come and time would be cruel