I will walk no more on the shore where we wandered then
In the streets were we roamed
I will see no more the friends we used to have then
Who still ask about you
I will sing no more the tunes I sang for you then
And I still know by heart
I will read no more the few letters you wrote then
I burned them yesterday
I will be no more the one you used to know then
Before you closed the door
When we were howling at the moon
When every morning came too soon
Before we went our separate ways
Before this file of empty days
When there was love.
