I’d rather cry, but of course My voice had suddenly gone You’ve changed today your course Now I’m here alone Playing solitaires and stuff Winning most of the games Hearing your silence is tough It puts me to terrible shame But finally you took pity For poor me, my love Your letter was deep and witty It came out like a grieving laugh "I never ignore you at purpose" There’s always a reason, when you Become an Achilles, and tortoise Is me, under skies so blue We're running the same beaten track Leaving our trails behind You have no time to look back So am I, love, so am I..