WhyThis is the book I never readThese are the words I never saidThis is the path I'll never treadThese are the dreams I'll dream insteadThis is the joy that's seldom spreadThese are the tearsThe tears we shedThis is the fearThis is the dreadThese are the contents of my headAnd these are the years that we have spentAnd this is what they representAnd this is how I feelDo you know how I feel?'Cause I don't think you know how I feelI don't think you know what I feelI don't think you know what I feelYou don't know what I feel
Why
WhyThis is the book I never readThese are the words I never saidThis is the path I'll never treadThese are the dreams I'll dream insteadThis is the joy that's seldom spreadThese are the tearsThe tears we shedThis is the fearThis is the dreadThese are the contents of my headAnd these are the years that we have spentAnd this is what they representAnd this is how I feelDo you know how I feel?'Cause I don't think you know how I feelI don't think you know what I feelI don't think you know what I feelYou don't know what I feel