Two loves Two colors of joy Two shades of sorrow One for each shade of love Three lives Entwined together Three shades of grief One for each shade of love And one for each shade of life Would there be a refuge A way back to simpler times A path whose steps can heal A garden so full of peace A bed that gives more than rest And quenches more than thirst Four days And I've pondered leaving Pack what's worth taking And leave a note on the table For all I'd let you get on The healing cure begins With a note on the table Leave a note on the table Would there be a refuge A way back to simpler times A path whose steps can heal A garden so full of peace A bed that gives more than rest And quenches more than thirst One heart Is all I command One call I heed Only one word would do One pain Covers it all What would be gained Only one word would do Only one word would do