there is nothing left to be said
we said it all and all that's left
is the empty space between our bed
it's not that I'm fed up with you
I just don't know what to say
we've exhausted every topic;
we have travelled every vein
so when we part (and I know we will, I can see it's inevitable now)
don't scream my love, or shout, nor cry
I'm not to bid you farewell,
I promise, I'll see you again my love
we're just to say this last goodbye
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