This is the hardest thing of all,
that I had to do.
To stand here in front of you,
you're telling me you're leaving,
after the long
time we shared.
This is the longest night of all,
knowing that you just wont call.
We had it all down so clear,
always so soft and near.
But now it's all in peaces.
After all the love we shared,
the time we had.
You said:
this is the way it has to be.
I'm sorry for you,
I'm sorry for me.
I turned it over in my mind,
I just can't find the reason to why,
you had to say goodbye.
bad news comes at last
