We go our separate ways through the portals of love Truth was in creating, not the aftermath Can't say I was nothing before you came into my life But I will keep the memories for when my soul gets weary Bittersweet stores, they always have no end In the quietude of daybreak, we watch the sunlight bend Can't say I was nothing before you came into my life Now I'm late for the urban train to get back on the road again Running thristy in the rain I'm breaking through those clouds again