The road sits outside my window
And you could leave as well tomorrow.
I wish that you would stay,
If you've got something beautiful to say

To me. And that you'd turn around
For a last time before you finally leave,
And leave me standing here
In that heap of broken hearts.

We took late night drives on warm summer evenings
On roads that never seemed to end for us.
And sang along to summer songs on your radio.

On enchanted nights like these
Our hearts were filled with hope,
That seemed unshakeable these days.
When we danced like kids in empty parking lots
And blossoms snowed down in your hair,

That summer I asked you.
If you really believed
That [bad word] love has no ending
And we'd stay there
With hope, 'till it [bad word] around.