The ghost from the past has returned at last to claim what is left of my heart, and dissect my disguise and inject in my eyes the details of our falling apart. Our affections have hid under that piano lid where we once struck the keys till they died, but I don’t know the reasons mine drift with the seasons and retreat like the ebb of the tide. Oh my darling, dry your eyes.
Now I know that I once was a lover whose dropped jaws lured you with each stolen breath. But don’t look in my face for a hint of his trace - I have sentenced the poor fool to death! Oh my darling, please turn the page. My cruelty just fills me with rage. This terrible myth is too loaded with a kind of love I can’t stage.
Oh my darling, don’t try to make sense. Just take that crown off this prince. And move from under the wrath of the thunder that’ll hit when that hurricane spins. When the sun finally sets I’m a-start heading west, I’ve no reason to stay in the east. My heart was misleading but I’ll stop its bleeding as soon as I’m finally released.