Heaven knows I might have to let you go,
The chance with you is evermore fading,
Gone are the dreams of summer nights aglow,
back is the somber silence Invading;

But what is the light you brought unto thee?
It's the rain that comes in a time of drought,
It’s the sight of land when your lost at sea;
Sadly, your flame on the match will burn out,

So I must move on and bid you farewell,
Turn back and stride off, my shoulders held high;
I block out the past and try not to dwell,
So I look up at the stars in the sky,

Lost in the cosmos I see you at peace,
Know that my love for you will never cease.