When loneliness pierces your heart like a thorn, When memories seem to replay all your past, When some contradictory feeling is born To remnants of love that was not meant to last, Your temple of hope is about to fall, The shade of your sun is about to fade, The wheel of your life is reluctant to roll, It feels like a permanent dance on the blade. You search for the answer in every small sign, You trust every symbol, you wish on a star, You drown your grief in a glass of mulled wine You two used to drink in the same cozy bar. You find the salvation in bittersweet lies, In fact, it is clear like a crystalline ball: Just look at yourself with your destiny's eyes, You'll see love has never existed at all.
