First love.

I hear your footsteps in the long dark halls

And in a crowd your hair is flying in the wind;

It seems the sadness of a teardrop smile

Has taken all the magic light and left me blind.

But while I live I will relive the life I lived with you;

And when I dream I’ll dream again the dreams I dreamed with you.

The sound of evening in the shadowed hills,

But in the dead of night there rose a winter sun;

And knowing love we played at love and loved alone,

And lost the timeless happiness we’d just begun.

I think of lonely in an empty room

And on the lifeless bed the ghost of nothing moves;

And I can touch the memories of yesterday

And make-believe the future is in what it proves.

But while I live I will relive the life I lived with you;

And when I dream I’ll dream again the dreams I dreamed with you.