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.