So here we are, or rather, here I am, quite alone,

I'm seeing things that were shared before, long ago ...

my memory stretches and I am dazed: you know I know

how good the time was and how I laughed ..

Times have changed, now you're far away, I can't complain:

I had all my chances but they slipped right through my hands-

like so much sand;

I know I'll never dance like I used to



I'll just wait till day breaks upon the land and the sea.

hoping that I can catch all of the memories,

then I must crawl off upon my way, all of me

listening hard for the final words.

But there are none; the sunrise calls, I've lingered on

too close for comfort and I don't know quite why

I feel like crying -

I know we'll never dance like we used to.



I look up, I'm almost blinded by the warmth of what's inside me

and the taste that's in my soul,

but I'm dead inside as I stand alone ....