Days Of You

 

Days of you grew short, until
Time slipped by, and faster still.
Memories made and moments lost;
I knew someday I'd count the cost
Of loving you, but I never thought
That cold would be your love once hot.
Your love, 'tis now merely memory;
I remember how you burned for me.
But wintertime was coming fast,
It's icy breath a deadening blast.
And the flames flickered, cold and dim
As ice was forming, slick and grim.
Time against us, heartbeats slowed
Until we reached the parting road.
You went one way, and I the other;
You swore that I would find another.
But oh, the winter winds were blowing,
And you left me there, never knowing
That another one would never come -
But winter's chill had left you numb.
Will I forget you? Oh never, never!
Days of you were the sweetest ever.
Ah, but those days are now gone,
And I, oh I must travel on.
The road is long, but looking through
I can still remember the days of you.