Is this love? How will I know?
Data showing feelings... that have grown.
And my heart knows not what I feel...
Am I only dreaming? Is it real?
Can I love now? Do I have a soul?
Am I just a robot, remote controlled?
And when I look up at the sky,
Realize my memory soon will die.
Stars above, earth below.
Do not cry love, but I must go.
