Perhaps You'll Wonder Why (The Paris Sessions)

Perhaps you'll wonder why

You'll never see my face again

But now and then you'll find the ending fairly fine

Words without regard

Would often make the moment harder

Than we wanted, but then again somewhere

We had to draw the line

A letter left beside the bed

That tells the story, love is dead

Yet crying over endings is absurd

For no one makes a promise

Without knowing it could break

And what a grave mistake to have this promise heard

Laughter through the tears

Is all we have throughout the years

When all the words we've ever heard are only blue

Every now and then

We see that even seasons end

Yet of their endings bring the dawning of the new

A letter left beside the bed

That tells the story, love is dead

Yet crying over endings is absurd

For no one makes a promise

Without knowing it could break

And what a grave mistake to have this promise heard

Laughter through the tears

Is all we have throughout the years

When all the words we've ever heard are only blue

Every now and then

We see that even seasons end

Yet of their endings bring the dawning of the new