Lane

While making our way down to the lane
I allow myself to share a little pain
Then you stare into my eyes
And I'm enchanted once again

Then we pause for a moment
And the conversation ends

While you walk across the street
I'll be walking 'round the bend
And I'll be here feeling empty
'cause you knew just what I meant

Yet we'll never ever speak of it again
No, I know we'll never ever speak of it again