One set of doors was the color of honey

One set of doors was pink and grey

Well I wonder which set is mine, said she

As she walked down the long hallway





Well I wonder which set of rooms are mine

For in these rooms she would live and die





Well it's better to have loved and lost

(Ah but it's better not to lose)

Than to never have loved at all

Never have loved, never have loved at all

Well it's better to have loved and lost

(Ah but it's better not to lose)

Than to always be alone

Always be alone

In your heart





I thought that there was more involved

Through all that time and all these

months

I stopped many times to question you

Well I told you that it was the right

thing to do





Well it's better to have loved and lost

(Ah but it's better not to lose)

Than to never have loved at all

Never have loved, never have loved at all

Yes it's better to have loved and lost

(Ah but it's better not to lose)

Than to always be alone

Always be alone

In your heart





But I knew that this was just for now

And the time would take its toll upon

us all

Well it would break our hearts

Tear it apart

But no one understood

The affairs of the heart





Well it's better to have loved and lost

Than to never have loved at all

Never have loved, never have loved at all

Well it'll break your heart, tear it apart

But no one understands

No one understands

The affairs of the heart