Stories of love, I wonder
Where do they go?
When once more I'm leaving home
Longing to be exclusively yours
People are telling stories
On how to erase
And how to replace the space
Your tenderness has left in me
Longing to linger
Deep in your arms
But now it's time to go
Well, when then lamp is low
I'll be thinking of the way you held me tight
My dearest, I know no matter
What purpose I'll find
You'll never get off my mind
Until the time
When I'm exclusively yours