Everything has an end,
     either happy or sad.
Things are laid out,
     complicated, they sound.

How long has it been,
     since my eyes have seen,
The blue skies from above,
     and the beauty of love?

I have desperately waited,
     but now I got devastated.
You never returned,
     my heart got burned.

But now, my dear,
     I have no fear.
You can turn away now,
     I'll forget you somehow.