Where should I go, 

Now that you've turned the corner?

I wasn't really paying attention to 

Where I was going, just following

The breathing heart within your familiar jacket.

I'm so easy to lose, because

I'm good at getting lost:

Lost in your eyes,

Lost in your arms,

Lost in downtown on purpose 'cause all my

Best memories are there, 

Still flying up and down a back staircase with 

A crazy-amazing-backflipping boy and

The Opera Ghost I'd yet to meet.

So really, where am I?

I've only now looked up to laugh, and I don't know 

Where you've gone...