You said when we will be together there will be lights
The city would sing for our union in a cacophony.
That deafens the world and rests all the fights
You said we will find our place in this petrified agony.
The sun is dying and the stars are shining in the sky
Thought you’d be with me as Germans thought of Versailles.
In this turmoil, there seemed no path to move forward
In this vagabond life there is no place to be anchored.
What you think will last forever, might just kiss you goodbye
And you thought this is the chance for feelings to demystify.
I left you the day I saw you gazing out of the window
You were looking for a way to move or maybe a macho.
You and me were never meant to be
But still I stuck with you like honey to bee.
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