January was blinding
As we climbed from the basement
Said goodbye for the last time
In a bar by the grand canal
Thanks for confiding
The pain you were hiding
But Don't let the silence
Come back to your eyes
‘Cause I heard the music
Your soul was making
It hurts to lose you
Just before we made it

You took my hat with a sad smile
And paid me back with your photograph
Though I needed to know why
I tried only to make you laugh
After you left the sky
Rained for the first time
And I went to see what I
Could find to blow my mind
And I heard the music
Your soul was making
It hurts to lose you
Just before we made it

Now you write mad poetry
In your room with dead roses
Just one more life story
That cries from the ocean
And wait for the dark tide
That comes to you day and night
Is it too late to take your side
Too late to win the fight?
‘Cause I heard the music
Your soul was making
It hurts to lose you
Just before we made it