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I guess I had been just a little too late,
How did our love get sabotaged and so quickly slip away.
I tried to resurrect what was lost,
It was such a beautiful thought.
You let love fall listlessly by the wayside,
If I could have moved faster could it have been caught?

There’s no prescription for the pain,
 Sitting high up on this ridge.
I can’t bridge the gap now between us,
Yet still I had more that I could give.
No more holding hands,
There will be no more one last kiss.
No more late night candle lit diners,
There’s no more first star of the night where we would wish.

I guess this book now has been read,
The story has now grown cold.
I guess I missed a few chapters.
I didn’t think this was the way it would unfold.
When I look your way and see your heart, 
 Now I only see a closed door.
The facts are all there.
It’s all gone there’s no more.

The rain has now stopped falling,
Still it so cloudy here outside.
You have packed up and taken all your belongings,
This has been such an emotional ride.
You were kind enough to give me back my heart,
It’s back in my hands but ripped in two.
I guess it will take awhile to mend,
I guess I just stay out here and wait it through.
Quiet conversations over coffee,
Well now they are all long gone.
No more dancing slow in the living room,
Listening to our favourite song.

There’s no prescription for the pain,
 Sitting high up on this ridge.
I can’t bridge the gap now between us,
Yet still I had more that I could give.
No more holding hands,
There will be no more one last kiss.
No more late night candle lit diners,
There’s no more first star of the night where we would wish.

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