You told me once you were afraid,
And I fear, now that you're gone,
I could have listened just a little more than I did.
So now you've gone your own way,
And I guess I've gone my own way, too,
But please forgive me,
But there's just one question I must ask of you...

Is it really over?
Is it really over?
Tonight, will I weep?
Will I cry myself to sleep under the covers?
Is it really over,
My friend, and my lover?
I guess it's for the best,
But who could've guessed
It would be over?

I should have seen it coming, 
But there's no way that I could have known,
We were drifting farther, faster 
From the love we called our own.
You tried, I know, you really tried,
But after all the pain and hope,
We saw that it was just too late...
We freed the line, we cut the rope.

But...
Is it over?
Is it really over?
Tonight, will I weep?
Will I cry myself to sleep under the covers?
Is it really over,
My dear friend, and my lover?
I guess it's for the best,
But who could have guessed
It would be over?

The nights were just too empty,
The days were just too long.
I wish that I had more in me,
But I guess I'm not that strong...
(I'm not that strong)
So here we are
(So here we are..)
Here we are...
I guess it's over.

© 1993 By: Scott Douglas Sanford