Somehow we drifted off too far
Communicate like distant stars
Splintered voices down the `phone
The sunlit dust, the smell of roses drifts, oh no
Someone waits behind the door
Hiroshima mon amour
Riding inter-city trains
Dressed in European grey
Riding out to echo beach
A million memories in the trees and sands, oh no
How can I ever let them go?
Hiroshima mon amour
Meet beneath the autumn lake
Where only echoes penetrate
Walk through polaroids of the past
Future`s fused like shattered glass, the sun`s so low
Turns our silhouettes to gold
Hiroshima mon amour