next to me, near to him...

next to me, near to him...
its not a memory, its not a film...
Its all i think was abode mine...
tears in eyes, she said fine! fine! fine!....

...quarrel over the glass of wine...
At time, there is love, there is life and a distinct line..
Buy me some time, buy me some pain..
better than untouched, virgin and slain..

Got to go, but not knowing where....
I know, You are and and you will be there...