She was sitting on the floor...

She was sitting on the floor
Looking through the pile of letters.
They were the wrong keys to the locked door
As they fell from her fingers and it didn't matter.

She recognized the written pages,
And looked at them with distant feelings,
Just like the souls look back through ages
On bodies that they left, and stopped there living.

I also there was standing,
And i was ready to fall down and cry,
As i finally started understanding
That the true love is just one big lie.