I know when “enough’s enough”
and you’re leaving
you’ve had a lot of time to decide on your freedom
but I can still find some hope
to believe in love
Our love is dead
but the dead don’t go away
They made us what we are
they’re with us every day
Our love is dead
but the dead are still alive
in memory and thought
and the context they provide
I know when “enough’s enough”
and you’re leaving
you've had a lot of time to decide on your freedom
but I can still find some hope
to believe in love
I know when “enough’s enough”
and you’re leaving
you've had a lot of time to decide on your freedom
but I can still find some hope
to believe in love
Our love is dead (our love is dead)
but the dead are here to stay (don't go away)
They made us what we are (that's what we are)
they’re with us every day (oh, every day)
In darkest night (in darkest night)
the memory keeps us strong ( it keeps us strong)
and if our love is dead (our love is dead)
it won’t be dead for long (no, not for long)
[I know when “enough’s enough”
and you’re leaving
you’ve had a lot of time to decide on your freedom
but I can still find some hope
to believe in love] [repeat]