I asked what was your 5YP?
The common denominator of an uncertain future was me
Then you changed equation when you went to NYC
I don’t blame you
Big apple changes people
City lights fancy penthouse
Can be deceitful
As closer you stepped in to your dream
Further away you seamed
To be or not to be
That is the answer I had to chose
And I knew what I had to lose
A perfect guy at the wrong time
Who chose his dream and my heart felt the crime.