Chess In Concert Someone Else's Story
Svetlana:
Long ago,
In someone else's lifetime
Someone with my name
Who looked a lot like me,
Came to know a man,
And made a promise:
He only had to say
And that's where she would be.
Lately although her feelings
Run just as deep,
The promise she made
Has grown impossible to keep,
And yet I wish it wasn't so.
Will he miss me if I go?
In a way it's someone else's story
I don't see myself
As taking part at all.
Yesterday the girl
That I was fond of
Finally could see
The writing on the wall.
Sadly she realized
She'd left him behind,
And sadder than that
She knew he wouldn't even mind.
And though there's nothing left to say
Would he listen if I stay?
It's all very well to say
You fool it's now or never
I could be choosing
No choices whatsoever.
I could be in someone else's story
In someone else's life,
And he could be in mine.
I don't see a reason to be lonely.
I should take my chances
Further down the line.
And if that girl I knew
Should ask my advice,
Oh, I wouldn't hesitate
She needn't ask me twice.
"Go now!"
I'd tell her that for free.
Trouble is the girl is me
The story is the girl is me.
