It was more than a year ago,
Many memories ago,
In a dark room by the city,
That a man there whom everyone knew,
By the name of James D;
This man was young and free,
But did not want to be loved by me.
.
We were both young,
In the dark room by the city,
But we didn't love how love is supposed to be,
.
I and my James D.
.
And this was the reason why more than a year ago,
Many memories ago,
In a bright room by the city,
A new girl swept him off his feet,
The unlovable James D;
So that she came along,
To worsen his mental state,
In the dark room by the city.
.
Our love was never formed,
For we never even touched,
No intimacy was exchanged,
Between I and James D.
.
The sky turned dark as my bright eyes dropped,
No more curiosity and experimenting inside me.
This man,
A young man,
Who lived in a dark room by the city,
Jested my innocence,
And took the naivety away from me.
.
The sky became bright,
New knowledge grasped my mind,
As I moved and went high,
Far from the city and into prosperity,
Away from the unloved James D,
And the girl who stole the bright light and one shot.
.
Pushing them away from me,
Then and there I left the scenery,
Leaving the unloved and the thief in the dark room by the city.