A heart could turn to blackened dust and I’d be losing you
The feather touch of memories that swirl around my head
And there’s an empty shape of you lying in my bed
Where once our hearts were synchronized
Our promises were atomized
A love that turned to empty words
When once your voice was all I heard
Our fingers touched electric, that lightning thrill
The softness in your lost caress that haunts me still
Days were bright adventure and new discoveries
So bittersweet the clamour of so many falling dreams
Those silken nights that drifted long
Then in a whisper you were gone
So strange there never was goodbye
A crushing blow in soft disguise
In you I always lost myself but I never knew
A heart could turn to blackened dust and I’d be losing you
I turn away from yesterdays and words I should have said
And there’s an empty shape of you lying in my bed
