And as our ways part, Don't turn around! My mind tells me.
As watching you leave has never been easy and will never be.
But I give in. My eyes tracing your path, only to find you gone.
The night falls cold and silent. Later follows a similar dawn.
I crave the warmth of your touch, your endless talks
And us fooling around on the dimly lit sidewalks
Then suddenly realising that the closer we get, the tougher it'll be
...for us to part ways. We've been there before. Now, haven't we?