T'is not the time to lament for love
for there are no more true hearts to be won
and if all that's left are endless thoughts
then its your life that comes undone.
T'is true that once your love was full
how you loved through sun and rain
and the golden fields of summer corn
now only memories that still remain.
T'is also true to say you loved your way
there were many a heart… that loved you to
and to lament for love that once you had
is just the saddest thing… to do.
