Vaya Con Dios

A turn of the key
And the door is pushed open, now
He walks into the room
But doesn't take off his coat
Kisses me softly
Without saying a word, now
There's that look in his eyes
That makes me feel the cold
When I try to find out
'Bout what's troubling his mind
He turns away and sighs
And says give me some time
Maybe things would get better
If I learned to be patient
What I wanted was love
Not an imitation
Chorus
We're heading for a fall