The wind it blows,
Through the trees,
Creaming those crescent leaves.
And the thunder rolls,
These crashing seas.
Like a tender kiss,
Holds this heart in me.
In this life long love song,
You can love right,
You can love wrong.
In this love song,
You can love long.
But if you love wrong,
Does it mean loves gone?
Mary was a young girl (Mary was a young girl),
With a young girls heart.
Well all I can remember,
Was I loved her from the start.
Well now it's Sasperella(?) (Well now its Sasperella(?)),
She was my own two.
Something's wrong, cuz now she's gone,
Tell me what did I do.
And it doesn't mean loves wrong just because your feeling low.
And it doesn't mean loves gone just because you feel like you want to let go.
Well it won't/wasn't wrote in this book of love
That you'd always know.
I wish someone would have told me before.
Talk about love in times it seems,
Words come out our lips,
And we forgot what it means.
And we sad we'd be together (we said we'd be together),
Till death do us part.
But we said those words,
With only half our hearts.
Wish someone would told me before.