Here i'm visiting you in your new life
The world here seems ever so bright
I wait for you to turn away
I bite my tongue so i don't say i still love you
I say "love what you've done with the place"
When i finally find a way
To exit with a modicum of grace
I find myself half a block away
Staring at the concrete, thinking of you
Saying "love you madly for a change"
Love what you've done with the place
No room for me or our past places
Accepting things as they are
"Love what you've done with the place"
