End of the Line

It’s the end of the line for us
One step back, for us
Maybe one step right
One step ahead
One step tight
It’s the end of the times for lovers
A day of rest for workers
Maybe we have to die
Unfold our hands
Let the past behind
I’m the most fearful man I’ve ever met
So afraid of losing you that I forget
We had nothing two months ago
Two months ago