Our time together was endless,
the love we shared was pure,
predictable days relentless,
now days I can't endure.
What can I do alone,
without you I am not home,
the shaking of my bones,
I can hardly keep my ohm.
As the days get colder in winter,
and the autumn geese fly by,
will you still think of me in September,
or was our love just a lie.