"What is left of love? Tell me who would even care? So much time has passed. I'd still meet you anywhere. Water under bridge, evening after day. What is left of love here that didn't drift away? I can remember days of sun. We knew our lives had just begun. We could do anything, we're fearless when we're young. Under the moon, address unknown. I can remember nights in Rome. I thought that love would last, a promise set in stone."