Words and music by Christopher Cross



Well I read it in town in the melancholy news

The front page story is our love is through

The hand of time is cold -- I can't stand to hear the truth

Somehow I won't believe it 'til I've heard it from you



But there's no time for talk

And there's no place for tears

There's no reason to wonder after all of these years

Sure we had some good times

And so who's to blame

It's so hard to tell when you both feel the pain



After the years have come and gone

The struggle to forget you will have just begun

We had our ups and downs but one thing's for sure

No one will ever love you more