Our goodbyes are lifeless
They only Bring Sorrow
We both know,
We won’t see each other tomorrow

The sky may turn
The wind may settle
But our love will always burn

The sheer wind blows over
The stained future will have to come
I pick up the burnt clover
In hope that I will see you again
But we know it will never be

The fire may burn in out hearts
The love will never fleet us
We both know we’ll always be apart

The everlasting silence in the air
Takes our souls to where we may meet again
They unjustly judge our souls
They don’t understand this is not fair

I grasp the futures in my hands
With trembling hands, and feeble attempts to bring you back
Nobody could really understand what is in our hearts
Nobody really understands…. Love.