Sitting by the window watching the rain

Thinking of times past, and times best forgotten

I remember the passion and the fire

Darker times, when I ran wild, and belonged

Light night concerts, sweaty bodies

Secret drug deals and hangovers the next morning

Joyrides, gunshots, and constant adrenaline

Stolen goods and tender moments

When I had a family, when I was wanted

Out of the frying pan and into the oven

Lost and broken, completely fallen

So in love, would have done anything

The rain has come and extinguished the fire

In the form of a moving van, this world is strange

Nothing means anything here, blank pages

Waiting for a new story to be written

Only the words won’t come this time

The knight’s been left behind, another story

Another place, another time

A time of passion and fire, stolen kisses

Heated arguments, sweet moments on the couch

Time to start a new chapter, time to make the words come

No more tears left to cry, you’ve forgotten

Found a new damsel, ended that tale

Meaning its time for me to write my own version

Without the fire, without the excitement

Tainted by a life I can no longer have

Starting over without you

I’ll never forget