My life was a game of hide ‘n’ seek,
it(love) found me first and let you hide.

My life was still a game of hide ‘n’ seek,
it chose me to feel sick deep inside.

My life was then a struggle, a search,
it tormented me as you continued to hide.

My life still continued to be a search,
I pretended to quit but you knew I lied.

Now my life is a sickness, a horrid dream,
I miss you and wait for you to come outside.