She forgot the lyrics
Of her favorite song
She saw that the past didn't pass,
Nor would the future come.
The bird that doesn't fly
The knife that doesn't cut
The heart that never beats
Two lonely people on a ship
It is just a memory
The woman cries
The man looks
The woman hears
The man doesn't
The woman asks
The man is quiet
The woman leaves
The man drinks
That was the song which told of love
Without being a slave to the words
Her lung pulled the smoke
From her last cigarette
She had held on
She could hold on more
But what was the use?
In the end, she couldn't choose any,
After she spread the words in front of her
The woman cries
The man looks
The woman hears
The man doesn't
The woman asks
The man is quiet
The woman leaves
The man drinks
Sometimes the love stories
Of two people weren't the same
There were light years between them
The flow was from the opposite direction
Maybe if everything ended,
Then something would start
But he didn't spoke at all,
He only looked.
The woman cries
The man looks
The woman hears
The man doesn't
The woman asks
The man is quiet
The woman leaves
The man drinks