You can't measure the costbread(david gates) the silken skies that so remind and mesmerize and finally blind methe downy softness of herself forever lingeringbehind menever ever has there been nor will ever be againone someone to give you love, tenderness and beyour friendhanging on 'till the bitter endyou can't measure the cost of a woman lostbut it's a heavy loss indeed for those in need.i've tried to look inside myselfto find the strength from which to draw fromthe view she saw from.since she tried to go too deep limitations brought her downand though i'd like to free her mindvisitations bring a frown i gotta find the place she foundyou can't measure the cost of a woman lostbut it's a heavy loss to bear when she's not there.where she is no one seems to knowthe silken skies have swallowed her up or so it seems.the morning mist that melts upon the meadow brings a touch of sorrow the one i kissed is all aloneand may or may not know tomorrow. just an ordinary girlto the ordinary eyebut so much deeper goes the vein like the glittering of gold you want to touch then you gotta holdyou can't measure the cost of a woman lost.