Went meant time
I know you will run away from me
run away from my arms,
fly away like a bird.
I know we will both cry,
a bitter goodbye,
a bitter kiss.
And when the time comes, it'll be you,
my golden heart, going through the heaviest downpour.
Not a bit have you asked me, not a bit,
if I can take this one
along with all other heartaches.
Back here, when will you be back here,
how many nights will I have to count
until I see you again.
And when the time comes........