Love Gone Cold

Our love has grown as cold

As the dark side of the moon.

Together we won’t grow old

I know you will be leaving soon.

Where did we go astray?

How did we drift apart.

What do you have to say?

This is breaking my heart.

Remember back during the day,

We would spend the weekend in bed?

Remember our love play,

That somehow, is now, all but dead?

I think back to those days of old,

Especially now, that you are leaving soon,

It makes my blood run cold

As the dark side of the moon.

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