Nothing more
Calling time on the cinema queue
We let our dreams come true
It was the evening of the day
Fervourless
and blue.
At least, I still had you.
Giving up on our one chance
Of silence, it is true,
Who knows where the time goes
Enhances you.
And, so,we wound up
Like I knew we'd do:
Bruised black and bruised blue
Back in the cinema queue.