The 3rd of November
That’s how the letter began
The one I found the day before yesterday
Will it grow, as I anticipated,
into a familiar nightmare
Despair envelopes me
Since she got what she wanted
October
So abrupt and cold
When the frost defeated the night
Perhaps it was the stroll
by the sea
In a merciless storm
that pulled me together
Invigorated me and nourished me
But she got what she wanted
If I see you
near that woman again
I can assure you,
never again
Then you have seen the last of me
I stand for every word
That is all I want to say
I could believe
that we are made for each other
But I wake up in an emptiness
Sometimes as cold
as the blue November morning outside
Do you think it is good?
Did you get what you wanted?
If I see you
near that woman again
I can assure you,
never again
Then you have seen the last of me
I stand for every word
That is all I want to say
Why do you look so wounded?
Maybe you didn’t count on
me making such a tough decision
Even if everything is revealed
For me it’s an end
A fresh start,
of something new
With or without you
If I see you
near that woman again
I can assure you,
never again
Then you have seen the last of me
I stand for every word
That is all I want to say