You have a funny way,
Of coming back to bite me.
When I'm lost and cold,
I remember how our love was bold.
I remember how you held me,
And I never wanted to be held by anyone else.
There was a time before the dark,
Before the light.
There was a time when nothing mattered,
Except for you,
Accept, for you.
Will we ever have time again,
To love? Not us.
Maybe you will,
Maybe I too.
I can know anybody,
Except you, again.