Last time I saw you,we had just split in two.You were looking at me.I was looking at you.
You had a way so familiar,but I could not recognize,cause you had blood on your face,I had blood in my eyes.
But I could swear by your expression,that the pain down in your soul was the same as the one down in mine. That's the pain,cuts a straight line down through the heart;we called it love.