Lamenter, she's jealous of me That I get to greet the morning Where I meet who you've become And fall again without a warning She keeps shifting, making waves Simple nuance of expression As I bathe in the unknown I'm captivated by the question When the now blossoms to then And the things we do become back when Who, who will I love? Who will I love? Who, who will I love? Who will I love? We watch the days fade away Are these wrinkles or a thumbprint? Maps of places that we've been Looking back, the contrast is heightened When the now blossoms to then And the things we do become back when Who, who will I love? Who will I love? Who, who will I love? Who will I love? As far as I can see, it's ever-changing As far as I can know, we hold what we let go As far as I'm concerned, I know lessons I've learned As far as I can be, I'll be with who you are Who, who will I love? Who will I love? Who, who will I love? Who will I love? Who, who will I love? Who will I love?