They say time is of the essence No man could buy that So to express my love to you, I provided that Ever so delicate I thought you were heaven sent Heart engraved, the memories of what used to be But as I reflect and recollect I was blinded by the thought of what you could be, not who you are So the demise of us everything but that For we never started, dearly departed Use me, abuse me, but I love you Beautiful music