When The Mood Strikes Me, I Will Fall...
If a once great empire such was Rome, can fall...
then what will become of something as small as me...
He's leaving me and there's nothing I can do about it
No goodbye "golden girl", no fair adieu...
And it hurts like no other could
If only he knew, my god, if only he knew....
Would he still be leaving me back here, in this dead-end town?
Would he have walked right out of my life, with the same disregard he showed for whatever was there, when he casually strolled out the door of room without once looking back?
And if I would have called his name, would he have stopped and spoken such words that I have only dreamed about, or would he have just stared into my eyes like he always did and flash that glowing smile...
I'll never know
And I know in my heart of hearts, I will never forget about him, because his name won't let me...
If only his name was as forgiving as mine, in forgetting...
then what will become of something as small as me...
He's leaving me and there's nothing I can do about it
No goodbye "golden girl", no fair adieu...
And it hurts like no other could
If only he knew, my god, if only he knew....
Would he still be leaving me back here, in this dead-end town?
Would he have walked right out of my life, with the same disregard he showed for whatever was there, when he casually strolled out the door of room without once looking back?
And if I would have called his name, would he have stopped and spoken such words that I have only dreamed about, or would he have just stared into my eyes like he always did and flash that glowing smile...
I'll never know
And I know in my heart of hearts, I will never forget about him, because his name won't let me...
If only his name was as forgiving as mine, in forgetting...