It pains me, darling
to see you go
once a whole picture
now a lonely glimpse.

There's a different story
in your eyes.
I saw it yesterday;
but now, not even a sight.

I don't know where to start.
My chance is running out
like sand in a hourglass,
like capturing light by hand.

Forever was a different thing
from a flash and a fling
It makes me cry a tear
why is it you cannot hear?

I'm trapped in this world of mine,
banging, and crying, and trying.
As the current of the river break the rocks,
as my heart cannot find
the key to the door you've locked.