We came together at the window, br Through which, we watched the days unfold; br So is this our ending; merely syntax br At the cusp, where winds grew cold? br br Did we lose that joy and wonder br That once so long ago, we'd touched; br Did mundane hours finally sunder- br Did I become for you, just crutch? br br There was never any question; br You were the wonder, held my breath- br I always thought we'd die together br And close each others eyes, at death.