I just found a suitcase hidden in the closet And a couple of boxes, carefully sealed And I noticed some books were missing from the shelves Along with that heirloom next to our bed You’re leaving You’re leaving me for good Why d’you keep on lying? There’s no surprise trip Be honest, please? Why d’you keep on crying? You’re making matters worse It’s brutal, can’t you see? You’re leaving You’re leaving me for good Now I’ve read the letter you’d left behind The pages were distorted by tears and time It must have been a struggle admitting it to yourself Falling out of love, sweet love