| When you told me that you loved me
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| I had no reason to doubt it
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| So I went about my life in such a selfish way
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| And never really thought about it
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| Oh do I have to let go?
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| Oh I had my chance and I’ve blown it
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| 'cause I loved you so much all these years
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| And somewhere in myself, between my pride and fear
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| Just couldn’t find a way to show it
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| I know it doesn’t give you any joy
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| To give me such pain
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| But you’re in love with him now, my old friend —
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| I know all about that, there’s no need to explain
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| But why do I have to say goodbye
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| When I love you still, and can only feel that I’m dying?
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| Still, every word I say just seems to come out wrong
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| And none of them deny the fact that you are gone
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| And that I’m left here, crying
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| What’s the good of songs anyway?
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| They’re just exercises in solitude
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| I should have been ready for today —
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| I always prayed you wouldn’t go
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| But I suppose I always knew you would
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| I suppose you say to him now
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| «I know that some day you’ll leave me»
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| Just like you did to me, and I’d deny it
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| But you wouldn’t believe me
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| Ooh do I have to let go of you
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| Ooh I don’t think that I can do it —
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| You’re always going to be the guardian of my soul
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| And I’ll always have a part of you to call my own
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| How stupid that I never proved it
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| Oh I know I’ll never let go
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| Oh because I don’t want to be just your friend
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| We spent seven years together in our own way
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| I can’t believe the story ends like this today…
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| Wherever you are do you really think so, Alice? |