Outside my window
falls a final shooting star
coinciding with my tears
for a love that's wandered far
a letter i've composed
i have written true and kind
to let you know that i'll be gone
but you are always on my mind
the air still warm from words
voices of concern
won't you leave him in the past
when will you ever learn
so i'll bury you away
a quiet resonance
a melancholy end
to love and innocence
