When it came to loving you I told myself I’d see it through,
but one and one’s not always two; tell me what am I to do?
The sun dies out behind the hill, evening breezes bring a chill;
But you stare at me as if a ghost could make you happier than most;
is it love or something less? If you knew would you confess?
I’ve been down this road before, left lovers, friends and so much more,
but after all who’s keeping score? Shadows creep across the floor;
The sun so many times has died; loving once again I’ve tried.
But it doesn’t matter much to you how many cozy coops I flew;
and did I, you must decide, steal your heart or just your pride?
But now it’s time to go to bed, I’ll wait until the dawn instead
to say to you the words I dread, tell you of a love that’s dead
It’s just that somewhere deep inside I fear the sun has finally died
And the thought of leaving you alone this night, it chills me to the bone;
it’s just you I’m thinking of…
one more night… one more night…one more night in lies of love…
These verses pretty well describe the state of my love life until later on at about 40 y/o when I met my wife.