| I have loved, I have loved, I have loved |
| I have loved, and then I’ve lost. |
| This gift you’ve given me is both precious and damned, |
| It’s the highest of faiths and the low worst of lost. |
| But one thing comes with the other strings attached. |
| And it’s up to you, if you wanna pay that price. |
| I was stupid enough to really believe |
| I would ever get over what we shared |
| And my life is filled with traces if you sure stay neat. |
| My life is filled with traces of you. |
| I have loved, I have loved, I have loved |
| I have loved, and then I’ve lost. |
| And now I know that the opposite of love it isn’t hatred, |
| ‘cause that’s just right next to it. |
| And now I know that the opposite of love is indifference about it. |
| But I guess I will never get there. |
| No, I will never get there. |
| You broke my heart and made me richer, well, you are forgiven |
| But if I lost, I have lost, I have lost, I have lost, |
| Then, again, at least I know that I have loved. |