Transcribed by peter shevlin
Fragments of our love, thats all we have,
What we had was fantasy, dreams and photographs,
Hypnotic melodies could sing our song,
A comfortable rhythm in a comfortless room,
How do you know when love is gone? , theres so much more within me,
How do you know the passions gone? , I know I just dont feel it,
How do you know when love is gone? , oh baby,
How do you know the passions gone? , I know we have to move along,
A fragrant memory is soon to fade,
We lived a love of make-believe, dreams and fairytales,
Now we say goodbye, habitual romance,
A rose without her petals and a song without a dance,
How do you know when love is gone? , theres so much more within me,
How do you know the passions gone? , I know I just dont feel it,
How do you know when love is gone? , oh baby,
How do you know the passions gone? , I know we have to move along,
