you will be the free one
and i will be left behind
there is an answer
that i can never find
our love is not like water
it's made of stone and rock
the waves will crash and alter
turn to sand in the dark
put your right hand up to heaven
in case there is a god
and let the waves wash over
our hearts of stone and rock
thrown into the fire
left out in the cold
living makes you tired
our hands were meant to hold
it happens just like that
you can't sit down where you sat
you can look back but the fire's smoke and ashes
and the thing that was before
changes lock and key and door
in the face of what you've lost and what has lasted