She walks where I can't see her
But I can feel her like air in the lungs
A thorn pressed as I miss her
Will she be there when the ending comes?
You walked like you were
At the end of the world in the setting sun
Here leaning forwards
Peering backwards now and again
Time is only a healer
If you can leave her and head for the sun
You walked like you were
At the end of the world in the setting sun