January was blinding As we climbed from the basement Said goodbye for the last time In a bar by the grand canal Thanks for confiding The pain you were hiding But don't let the silence Come back to your eyes 'Cause I heard the music Your soul was making It hurts to lose you Just before we made it
You took my hat with a sad smile And paid me back with your photograph Though I needed to know why I tried only to make you laugh After you left the sky Rained for the first time And I went to see what I Could find to blow my mind And I heard the music Your soul was making It hurts to lose you Just before we made it
Now you write mad poetry In your room with dead roses Just one more life story That cries from the ocean And wait for the dark tide That comes to you day and night Is it too late to take your side Too late to win the fight? 'Cause I heard the music Your soul was making It hurts to lose you Just before we made it