At the end of your heart
You found me;
Because, all the time
I was right there...
All for you my darling,
All for nothing...
It's over?
Why? is the real question.

At the end of my heart
I found a start
Or... I found something...
I found my way
To get over myself.
But... every day a day goes by;
I try to play truant
In my own life for nothing,
And now I don't know why...