Baby, I have been here before,
When lovers have said no more
And everywhere there are dark broken sighs;
Tearing apart all the feeling
That a sad heart is concealing
And all that’s left to be spoken are goodbyes.
Faith has dealt us a cruel hand,
All I’ve to do is understand:
There’s no desire for me shining in your eye,
Just a vacant space where love grew;
There isn’t any need within you
That I could try to completely satisfy.