And As For Love...

...that I denied one time too many

She left me at the break of day

When I awoke she seemed still spinning in my head

But she was gone, the capsule empty

And her body dead

Was all she'd left behind without a last adieu

Sometimes I wonder if she'd left a hundred years ago

To start anew we need to be strangers from now on

And as for love we need to be strangers from now on