L'amour sans la vérité

Now we changed the tempo, and we're praying for his life.
He met her to shine and that's just what he did
She ran away and sat in the dark
Huddling for warmth, and for hope she could not find in herself
And when he didnt' chase after
She knew she'd lost him
And it was the bottom they'd found

He asked what was the point in anything, in life itself
A flower bloomed, from the wind it made he heard
"To find what you live for, and let it take off the edge"
A cruel joke we have fallen for
And they're calling us fools

We're all singing for something to change
Hoping that the muse will smile
And in that he'll find the light in her eyes
To be enough to bring him back

You named with your eyes but you never married me with your heart
You held my hand with your words, but you never held me in your arms
This is a cruel joke, and he no longer cares
Because in 4 months time, he'll no longer be there.