A song about a missed opportunity and the bitter taste of regret. See what you think.

You came, you saw, and you wanted,
But I wasn’t one to be conquered.
You fought, and you died here fighting,
Now I’m alone.
You gave your white flag
And I tore it in your face
The battlefield is empty now
Only poppies mark the place
And I’m alone.
Alone, alone, alone
You left alone.
You came, you saw, and you wanted,
But I wasn’t ready to be conquered.
You fought, and you died here fighting,
Now I’m alone, and it’s frightening.
The battle has been won
But not by me.
I’m a prisoner of love
I must be.
It’s hard to be in this cell
The torturer of myself
The battlefield is empty
But another war’s begun,
Another war’s begun.
(Tune of chorus)
Please bring back your gun powder
Put the passion back in your face
Express your love much louder
I want to feel war’s embrace.
You came, you saw, and you wanted
And now I’m ready to be conquered.
But you fought, and you died here fighting,
So I’m alone.
You gave your white flag
And I tore it in your face
The battlefield is empty now
Only poppies mark the place.
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