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?