Lletres: Level 42. Living It Up. Leaving Me Now.

It seems true love is so rare
Seems all I've known is deceit
Your laughter fills the air
Once more I'm sensing defeat

And I suppose you're leaving me now
I was so sure, now I'm so full of doubt
And I suppose you'll be leaving this place
Just like the smile you wiped from my face this time

I always gave my best
Your memory serves you so badly
Some people kill for less
Yet I'm still dyin' for you gladly

But I suppose it's my turn now
To play your scene that's familiar somehow
I turn the page and you walk away
Not even love could bring you to stay this time

Walk away, so easy
Once more I'm learning
In the depths of my despair
Your lies confirming, true love is so rare

And I suppose it's my turn now
There's no more love, only feelings of doubt
A midnight sea that swells in your eyes
Takes just one look to know I'm still mesmerized

But I suppose you're leaving me now
I was so sure, now I'm so full of doubt
I turn the page and you walk away
Not even love could bring you to stay this time

Leaving me now
Leaving this place