Even as the snow is falling Dark December nights are calling Memories of early warning signs Like a whisper in the mind I put my brave face on Robbed of the love I owned
It’s the end of the affair We are not who we once were
Hard to be open when all facts are in Hard to write endings before we begin
It’s the end of the affair And it seems we no longer care
Absence makes the heart grow fonder Well I was fond but now I’m harder So here we are in somber silence With no one else but us to blame
Hard to be honest when others pretend Hard to begin when we already know the end
It’s the end of the affair And it seems we no longer care