It's time,
That dreaded time again,
The street is empty,
A gentle breeze blowing,
But I can't let go,
Can't you stay a little while longer?
No, you can't, and we both know it.
One step apart,
Two steps,
Three,
Still holding hands,
Fingertips together,
Hold on,
Don't leave.
It's too soon, too soon now,
One more step,
Stretching fingers,
Please don't go.
The chain is now broken,
Broken once more,
Walking away,
One last glance ack at you
Walking away.
Alone.
Again.
