It's all a matter of soul and fire Infatuation or true desire The thrill of discovery, divine intervention Cruel, cruel change, pain of rejection
As you walk away, think of all the joy we shared If you decide you need me, I'll be wondering if I care Not there to soothe your soul, friend to tender friend I think our love is coming to an end
King persuader, congratulations Share her heart, you bought her soul Princess confusion, come to me again Saying goodbye was so much fun
When you walk away, feel the freedom in your heart There's a joy in letting go, free to find a love apart When I lose control, I need a kind, forgiving friend But I think our love is coming to an end I know our love is coming to an end