We met when hope was oh so youngI took you from that drunken bumAnd held you like some fatherAnd we both mourned for each otherThe lights were bright on Portland StreetAnd with the future at our feetWe held onto each otherBut somewhere I lost my waySo long, my loverIt’s overWho was that boy that you did seeDid having him bring you loser to me?So blindly you swung from the hook our love hung fromBut retribution does come soonTwo lovers in a hotel roomYou danced your dance, and my sweet song was sungSo long, my loverIt’s overFragile wings in a silver castleAnd love that’s wrought too hard and fastI guess that’s how it came to beMy dancing girl skipped away from meI was blind, I could not seeThe mirror cracked in front of meDarling girl, please understandThere’s no blood on your pretty handsSo long, my loverIt’s over