Tim Rice

I am here to tell you we can never meet again
Simple, really, isn't it a word or two and then
A lifetime of not knowing where or how or why or when
You think of me, or speak of me, or wonder what befell
The someone you once loved so long ago, so well

Never want to feel as living shuffles by
You don't have to ask me and I did not reply
Every moment of my life from now until I die
I will think or dream of you or fail to understand
How a perfect love can be confined and out of hand

Is it written in the stars
Are we paying for some crime
Is that all that we are good for
Just a stretch of mortal time

Is this God's experiment
In which we have no say
In which we're given paradise
But only for a day

Nothing can be altered, oh, there is nothing to decide
No escape, no change of heart, no any place to hide
You are all I'll ever want with me side and tonight
Sometimes in my darkest thoughts I wished I never learned
What it is to be in love and have that love returned

Is it written in the stars
Are we paying for some crime
Is that all that we are good for
Just a stretch of mortal time

Is this God's experiment
In which we have no say (In which we have no say)
In which we're given paradise (Given paradise)
But only for a day