i pray by the grand dames

so much time has past us now,
my hearts alone, and i wish to find.
could i say that we were close?
well, i was sure, once upon a time.

somewhere deep inside i know,
we're better off now that we're both free.

so, what will pass for mercy, love?
there is no use in asking me.

lovers laugh and cross these plains;
and, i remember how we used to be.
love tastes strange when you're so young;
but, nothing will ever taste half as sweet.

so, what will pass for mercy, love?
there is no use in asking me.

but, the worst of it is over now;
time makes it feel just like a dream.
and, i'll always think you're beautiful,
i wish you thought the same of me.

and, i pray that i'll forget somehow.
forget about what i used to be.