This love
Is not for us, my dear
This love
Is just a phase
This place
Is such a tragedy
I cannot bear
Your gaze

This sky
Has turned to grey my love
This sky
It looks so tired
I tried
And tried to keep you warm
But the rain
Put out the fire

You turn
To me for good advice
Why turn
Around at all?
The bliss
Of which we spoke, my love
We knew
Was bound to fall