Love dies on cold sheets
when you lose your hunger
when you forget the taste of love on your lips
Where the fire once burned, the night is cold

Our winter came in like a storm
On the face of my lovers’ smile
the ones seen before the camera clicks
they fall off without a single memory

Of the love that is lost from her eyes
just a glint of the past we once had
in the summer of ’85
when we dared not look away

Putting away words we’ve spoken before
there is nothing to explain
we lost our way, one two or three times
catching up won’t be easy

And if love is cheating we cheated each other
cheated our dreams and our promises
to wed in bliss and sleep with kisses
but now we turn the other way

I stand in the silence of your hushes
with fingers on my lips for words I can’t say
Good morning sweetheart, we greet the day
we sip our last hopes, swallow our last desires

BB2015