I'm the time traveler
In my lover time line
Just a passenger

I'm the child of a box
The one which can create a paradox
My parents are gone
By the hands of angels they saw their dawn

His future is my past
His firsts are my last
His beginning is my end
I'm his killer and his friend

I'm the melody you hear
By the river dropping a tear
At the end I'm a pond
And now I have to finish my song

Goodbye, sweetie.