not long ago our love was like a young and tender vine
that grew and grew until our hearts were so entwined but carelessly you soon forgot
the vine was growing there and its tender leaves began to die for want of care
now the tender leaves of love are blowing in the wind
the wind the dust of loneliness covers this
oh how sad it is to know we'll never love again
and our tender leaves of love are now blowing in the wind
how often since i've wished the vine was green
again
young and tender sweet surrender
but as i remember a gray december
descends again and our tender leaves of love
die in a winter wind
now the tender leaves of love are now blowing in the wind
know we'll never love again
and the tender leaves of love are now blowing in the wind
how often since i've wished the vine was green again
how often since i've wished the vine was green again
oh how sad it is to know we love again
now the tender leaves of love are now blowing in the wind
We'll see you next time.