They've passed me by, many years,
and i did turn well away.
to give and lose love
and still no word had i to say,
not to anyone.
Now i see
how i could speak honestly.
but when you're gone
perhaps you'll long to be free.
I do know
when it is
that i must go.
For you can think of love
wandering far from you,
or of a warm heart
wishing well and loving you.
I do believe
the way is
to live.
I have loved many
and you have, too.
but with the strength of the young
this love has memories,
they are worth to be sung.