her hair is waving gracefully
and I get hooked up instantly
by her gaze in the summer light
she’s settling in, I’m moving out
sorry, but I can’t live with doubt
if I could, for you I would
been through it all
baby, it’s not easy
don’t slip away completely
clutching at your stakes
but then you go
although never leaving
you’re losing sense of feeling
chasing the fresh breeze
and please excuse
me being indiscrete here
let love reappear
I hate to let you go
feeling detached all the while
she says “go” and fakes a smile
“why are you still here… with me?”
but I can’t probe my common sense
so I leave with empty hands
breaking up for no good reason
been through it all
baby, it’s not easy
don’t slip away completely
gambling with your gains
but when you go
although never leaving
I’m losing sense of feeling
don’t turn a blind eye
and please excuse
me being indiscrete here
can’t love reappear?
I hate to let you go
and after all she will say
she knew it would be this way
and why’s that? what did we believe in?
I thought seeing is believing