This is our last goodbye, young hearts will stop, torn souls set free All that we have is now, if this is what you want then come to me
My Argentina, my love One final kiss 'til we meet again
Now I know what it's like to live two lives and have to choose Sorrow and song, they dance - let them, for all the perfect nights with you
My Argentina, my love One final kiss 'til we meet again
PART II
I never asked for your love You gave it all and now it's gone, oh, it's gone I can't be obligated I never said I was the one, one, the one
This is the Winter of our lives We come to play the final scene The curtains close and in the darkness we expose What lies beneath
You thought I needed someone To be complete but you were wrong, oh, so wrong
I'm nothing more than who I am Don't put it all in my hands I never said that I could save you from yourself But you took the chance
PART III
And this is how it ends Games of revenge that no one wins. This is how it ends
We romanticize our pain And justify our rage We excuse ourselves and remove ourselves From all the wars we wage We call it love. Competition, foolish pride, taking sides We call it love. Stabbing words manipulate. It's how we're taught to use and take. We call it love.
When you look back on what you had, not what you lost. Then call it love. But this is how it ends. All things must come to an end. And in our place once we're forgotten A new day will come. And the sun will shine again. But I don't know when.