Woorden: New Amsterdams (The). Other. The Connoisseur.

Long standing regret
The connoisseur
The day that we met
You barely knew her
Let's talk about time
Let's talk about place
She speaks with her eyes
The look on her face

Life doesn't wait
For me to be so sure
So I lost her gaze
To the connoisseur

I'll tell you the taste
Is truly bitter
The chances you waste
But can't forget her
And still to this day
Surly she knew
What more can I say?
What more can I do?

Life doesn't wait
For me to be so sure
I lost her gaze
To the connoisseur

Now it's too late
And I can be damn sure
Love goes two ways
Love goes away

This is the place
This is the time
We can erase the lines
Love goes away
If you let it die
And all we can say is 'Goodbye'