From the age of fove we've been best friends,
never hard a secret or said a harsh word...

You see me,
You don't just look at me...

So many people dead... no one to blame.
A city gone, destroyed, ruined...

I feel your arms snake round my waist;
your long slender fingers stroke my hip...

I was on the groud,
I was broke, battered, beat...

Sometimes you find a rare jewel,
A person who shares your taste and really...