The End of Romance

On the hills behind the Dead Sea There is a wonder You were my love from the Holy City And you were gonna take me there But I had a change of heart Now, years later That wonder has become a symbol A promise of a world that is safe Because it isn't real It is its own dream Like a destination without the journey Or like a prize without the fight It seems that this red rose rock That I only know from pictures Has been carved out of pure love That I only know from books And it outlives us There in the valley Being its own timeless dream Red and rose Sometimes the truth is mild and simple Not a flood or even a big wave, just a ripple So you stir it up Cause for some reason You want it to wash over you Cause the truth is The memory of you fades And the wonder, it's still there Untouched, unseen And stark as ever Oh Stephany Why do we always need a mystery Why can't we see a little history Before it's much too late Oh Stephany I'm only letting this wash over me Before you fade away Oh Stephany Why can't we see a little history Before it's much too late