I flew into town to gather my remains
And go back to the places where you took my breath away
Only hope in my bag and out of the plane
Down the stairs into another rainy English day
You said you'd wait outside the gate
You were not there, I thought she's late
Better wait for her and stay
I must have forgotten how fate plays its game
I could not find your face within the crowd that came my way
After a while I stepped out into the rain
The city and its streets were all still perfectly the same
The one who opened up your door
Told me you left the day before
And that you went on holidays in Spain
Cyncism hits you in your weakest times
And while others sing in rhymes
I just keep staring at the floor
Where all past lovers queue up in an endless line
Once I was sure that you were mine
Now I'm certain I'm not gonna see you anymore
I wish I had a rope like an astronaut in space
Surrounded by dead air, there is no sound there is no taste
And I remember what Didi and Gogo would say:
'If there is really nothing it won't ever go away.'
