Like ice melts on your warm palm
Once it melts...

You saw me in the quite place
I was nothing but a face...

Those little memories
I used to keep them treasured in time...

They made Love.
They shared Love, they thought was real...

Soon the man you choose
Wipe your tiring eyes...

I close my eyes not to see
But the pain was hardly keep...

The most painful thing is to hear a song
that sings how he loves you but that gets wrong...

In the old rocking chair he was sitting
singing an old song with the birds humming...

Time to let go, a time for you to go.
Away from us, away from the distant shore...

I am sending you again a letter
Hope to make you feel better...

We wrote the song
Tune is the Love we sing along...

You told me you love me
But you need her...