The woman's like the night She comes and goes She breaks my heart each day And never knows, And the time I spend in sorrow Will match the time I live And the time that's left is All I have to give.
The woman's like an ivy on a pole She wraps her twisted love around my soul There will come a sudden winter When she'll seek the warmth of day And there'll come a time when she will come to stay.
The woman's like the tide She comes and goes She knows the things that I can just suppose. And the time I spend in sorrow Will match the time that she laughs And the songs I sing cannot explain but half.
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