Each time you gave some of you
You took some more of me,
Each time you closed your eyes to sleep
You stole some dreams of me,
Each time the sun set on your dreamy days
You shadowed the light in me,
Each time you looked at your reflection
You mirrored a lot of me,
Each time you stared at my frank eyes,
You entered the skin of me.
And now, when you are some of I
And some of I is you,
Difficult our lives have become
In removing all of you;
When I try to shed some of you,
I shed a lot of me,
With each layer that I skin off
You disappear with some more of me,
So deep was the intrusion of you in my life
That you are the majority in me;
Little by little, bit by bit,
Your rays had entered me,
And now erasing the thought of you
Is like dimming the light in me.
And with a new view, I look at you
Searching for the lost me
And all I find is a void sublime
Where darkness was traded for me,
The larks have stopped singing
The tales of love,
Now that, there's no more of me in thee!
