The dark of night
Is even harder to take
When I think back
To the light of the day

The cold of winter
Is colder still
Because I can't forget
The warmth of the summer

When she loved me
And I loved her
And there was nothing
That could stand between

The length of a chasm
Becomes uncrossable
When my mind says
The other side can't be reached

When I've been there before
And lost my way
With no idea
On how to return

When she loved me
And I loved her
And there was nothing
That could stand between