When I held you last night I could not believe That someday not too long off I would have to leave But I can't tell you what you'll always mean to me There's things you just can't say and, apparently, just can't see But I know that sooner or later we'll be together Everything can't keep going wrong forever Well I don't know what you want and what I want and whatever Well things have been worse but things could be better Maybe you can't be the girl I want you to Maybe you don't understand yourself, but see, I do So maybe there's an answer I'm asking you There's so many things that I can't keep a perspective I'm losing sight of the primary objective I wanna say "To heck with it!", things are getting hectic But every now and then, there's that glimmer of perfection But all the time I don't know What's good for me or which way to go And I told myself I didn't care about that But I cut myself in half There's a time for changing and for letting go I can't save the future now, but let me know Where I think I'm going, what I've left behind What I look forward to knowing, what I hope to find All leads back to one place, straight into your arms I can't be complete unless I know where you are "Uh, this message is for Mr. Fincher. Uh, my call is in reference to David Fincher And my name is David Fincher. David, please contact Mr. Fincher; You can call collect at 708-F-I-N-C-H-E-R. Again, my name is Mr. Fincher And my name is Mr. Fincher. Please call. Thank you."