Once In Every Life Someone Comes Along

And You Came To Me, It Was Almost Like A Song

You Were In My Arms Right Where You Belonged

And We Were So In Love, It Was Almost Like A Song



January Through December, We Had Such A Perfect Year

Then The Flame Became A Dying Ember, All At Once You Weren't Here

Now My Broken Heart Cries For You Each Night

And It's Almost Like A Song, But It's Much To Sad To Write



Now My Broken Heart Cries For You Each Night

And It's Almost Like A Song, But It's Much To Sad To Write

It's Too Sad To Write