I am browsing through the pages Of our love-story The motion of time has made it Into a slightly different kind Of story You are so proud of the walls Wrapped around yourself It’s impossible for me To love you this way The book should end with grace Don’t let things sweet turn sour We’ll still remain friends Letting go could be a celebration Of the times we had Celebration The moon shines high We’re making love Under the stars For the last time Goodbye...