Whenever I’m there, she will not and won’t even see me.
Whenever I shout, she will not and won’t even hear me.
Whenever I leave, and try to tell her goodbye,
she wakes up, and sadly surprice ask me why?
I don’t think I can break it.
I don’t think I can shake it.
Whenever I cried, I done in front of her but now I do so alone.
Forever in me is this hurt of my own and there is no escape from that zone.
So now that I’m gone without any kind of goodbyes,
I won’t be missed, and no tears in her’s or my eyes.
I don’t think I can break it.
I don’t think I can shake it.
I faded away, and had to leave her, I’m not there anymore.
All there is left, is this ode to her to ask what I was for?
I can almost hear the accompanying guitar solo to , ” Whenever “. It is melancholic without being self-indulgent ,reflective without being introverted .It reminded me a great deal of the Jimmy Webb song that was such a huge hit record for Richard Harris originally,,” MacArthur Park “.
Often there’s no answer to the question in the last line. But often, the answer to be expected is undesirable… Lyrical write.