Bombay Cafe

I remember our day at the Bombay Cafe, when I found out love ain't enough
 The old man at the bar tossing dreams into jars, said, "Girl he ain't gonna show up."
 And I stood there amiss and uncertain
 'Till he walked through the whites of the curtain.
 I said, " I knew you would come."
 He said, "I can't love anyone.
 Everything I am, and everything I do, just pulls me back to you"
 I remember our day at the Bombay Cafe my hair getting soaked by the rain
 And your hand held my own till that river of stone tore us apart at the veins
 But we fought it, you know, like the wind fights the snow
 But that's how everything goes
 I remember our day at the Bombay Cafe, most other things I can't recall
 And I can't recall just how I got here today
 Standing right over your grave
 He said, "I knew you would come"
 I said, "I can't love anyone
 I remember that day at the Bombay Cafe
 And there can't be another one
 No, there can't be another one."