It's nothing but time and a face that you'll lose.
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose.
I'll write you a postcard. I'll send you the news from the house down the way, from real love.
There's one thing I have to say so I'll be brave.
You were what I wanted. I gave what I gave.
I'm not sorry I met you.
I'm not sorry it's over.
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save.