I wish I could say love was easy.
such an easy word to say.
Cause once I gave easy, love was easy,
oh so easy to give away.
Love sailed across the setting sun,
a black raven on the wing
The earth and sky and 1 were one
as my soul began to sing
Even the brilliant stars by night
were easily outdone
The scarlet colors of my own love-
by someone else were won,
Such is the story of my one true love.
Memory is a tombstone,
a heavy tombstone marks you're alone
And the ghost of love, it lives.
Haunted, if I should go there. I'm so alone there,
Knowing there's no love to give.