i do remember the sweetness of your face
i do remember the all love in your embrace

i can feel it in the air, as humble i am as your smile used to be
this could be the end of us? for who are we to pretend? we ran out so long ago
can it ever be rebuilt?
if there ever had been a pleasure in loving that tenderness beneath
is it gone for ever? what did we do now, where did we go wrong? where did we mistake ourselves
to belive
that all this is lost since long?