People say it will end with a broken heart
Yes I knew it was true from the start
But the flowers were bloomin' and the trees softly sway
'Til the falling leaves have come and gone
Through the night and the wind was so cruel
In the fields of a deep winter mood
I fell into a trance by the mistakes I've made
And the words were never told
Through the night the wind's blowin' cold
Over city lights the sky's burnin' gold
Burnin' gold
With the passing of time, what lessons learned
What goes down when the tables have turned
What treasures lost, what treasures earned
What could have been was never known
What could have been was never known