Last night I fell in love without you
I waved goodbye to that heart of mine beating solo on your lawn

Every aching wound will cauterize and bruise
In memory of what we used to call, "in love".
And only time will tell if violins will swell
In memory of what we used to call, "in love".
We used to call it "love".

Last night I fell in love without you
The coup de grace that set me off would have made for decent fiction

Every aching wound will cauterize and bruise
In memory of what we used to call, "in love".
And only time will tell if violins will swell
In memory of what we used to call, "in love".
We used to call it

Last night I fell in love without you
The stars at night aren't as big & bright as you make them out to be

And every aching wound will cauterize and bruise
In memory of what we used to call, "in love".
And only time will tell if violins will swell
In memory of what we used to call, "in love".
In memory of when we used to call it "love"