We were little too much for each other,
called you sister from another mother,
Same eyes green, same humor too,
sometimes it was just us two.

We tried to hold on for so long,
still couldn't do it anymore,
I though we were going strong,
look at us now, holding closed door.

If I could dream long enough, would you come back home?
Tell me why was it rough to delete that holiday to Rome!

To build our home took most of our youth,
but sadly life has given me the ugly truth.
You have a broken heart that never melts,
want no one in your life, nobody else.

If I could keep it for myself, would you tell me why?
But the only thing you could do is to say goodbye.

When tears were running down my face,
you laughed at me with no disgrace,
that hurt my feelings even more,
how I haven't seen all that before?