My love is deeper than the darkness of my soul
And my love has

the habit of forgetting to let go

And the crowd was pressing in
Like perfect strangers
That was the day I felt
Her hand slip out of mine
She looked at me and
I don't think she even wavered
As she waved goodbye
She did not cry
But she waved goodbye

My love, why did you take my heart and run
My love, can't you see that we had just begun