I used to love you but I don't anymore.
And if you need a friend, to be a friend
well, don't come to my door.
Can you see the memories in my eyes?
They'd like to grow and to hold the world.
Nothing changes between you and I
except the girl I'd like to know until I die.
Like a time before in Mary's cradle.
I lost love like an avalanche.
Until a symphony of sympathy
struck dead on the floor and I didn't care any more.
The times are changing and rearranging
all the plans that we had down the road.