That day you said the story should stopAs natural as turning off the lights, without any extra wordsThe coffee was cold, the rain was just rightThe lights at the station reflected our lonelinessYou turned around, I didn't chase youThe crowd was like water, pushing me further awayThen there was nothing elseThe message stopped at the greeting "Are you okay?"You walked away like the wind at the street cornerLeaving me standing there free and easyLove was once hot and gentleIt eventually sank, no need to speakI turned to the last page of the book you likedAnd found that we had long been unable to write the endingOld songs were playing, the street corner was too familiarEven silence became gentleThen there was nothing elseThe story stopped on the evening streetThose dreams were replayed over and over againNo one was wrong, just no contact anymoreMissing you is like the seaTaking away our promiseIf there is you and me in a parallel universeWill we still pass each other by?Maybe we are destined to partBut the night has not yet explained itThen there is no moreThe evening breeze takes away your last tendernessI learned to nod quietlyLet time pick up the loss for meLove has no solution, no need to greet each otherWe all walk aloneYou didn't look back, and I didn't chase youThen, there is really no more