Love is storm and wind and tide,
all the tears your heart can hold,
But I look back after Loss of love
and know the days were gold.
I see on fly shattered skies;
not a ray of light to find,
But I look back after Loss of love
and sunlight blinds my mind.
Songs were sung with words as young as May,
But in the midst of summer, winter came;
A chill blew out the flame,
Now the words of haunted songs
ring as clear as they did then.
Still I look back after Loss of Love,
and live to love again,
live to love again.
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