Long ago the two of us

were one

but then you got onto this bus

and left me - all alone.

I looked at the bus

I started to cry

I swore and I cursed

and I wanted to die.

The letters got fewer

the feeling was gone

but I must keep going

'cause life must go on.

I met other women

they ment nothing to me

so I kept on dreaming

of what was not ment to be.