Every time I sit alone
and think about the past
I find it hard to realize
some things can never lastYears of tears and lonely nights
have passed before my eyes
those memories of love gone by
keep burning up insideBut when I look into your eyes
they sparkle and they shine
the taste of love upon your lips
is the sweetest of all winesYou’ve shown the sorrow in my heart
the happiness it needs
and filled my soul right from the start
with loves own golden seedsWe’re living in a world I know
that’s full of hate and war
but without love the richest are
the poorest of the poorAlthough our lives are full
of cruel and harsh reality
the richest are the poor of those
been hurt but let love be
May 1981