There's a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend;
There's a fine, fine line between reality and pretend;
And you never know 'til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb.

There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time.

Maybe Rose was more of a friend than a lover than I thought she was. I was pretending for so long, wasn't I, that she loved me too? It wasn't until the top, the end of the line, today, that I realized that it wasn't worth the time that we'd spent together, the time that I'd WANTED to spend with you.

There's a fine, fine line between a fairy tale and a lie;
And there's a fine, fine line between "You're wonderful" and "Goodbye."
I guess if someone doesn't love you back it isn't such a crime,
But there's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of your time.

And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door
And walk away...
Oh...

Even though I should have known better, I thought that I was living a fairy tale, but I now realize that it was all a lie. And every time I thought she thought I was wonderful was completely shattered by that one goodbye. I guess it wasn't such a crime that I loved her and left, since she didn't love me back.

But I left because I didn't want to waste any more time on her. We weren't going anywhere. I don't think that she knew what she was looking for as the kids grew, after June left, after everything. I had to close the door on this part of our lives, the part of my life that I shared with her, and leave.

There's a fine, fine line between together and not
And there's a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want while you're still in your prime...

And now I realize the fine, fine line that there was between us being together because of the love and being together just for the Hell of it. And I also see the fine line between what I'd wanted – a life with her and the girls, or even just her – and what I've got now – a life alone, without anyone. I guess you've gotta go after the things I want – besides her – while you still can.

There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time.