There you stood on the edge of your feather,
expecting to fly.
While I laughed, I wondered whether
I could wave goodbye,
Knowin' that you'd gone.
By the summer it was healing,
we had said goodbye.
All the years we'd spent with feeling
ended with a cry,
Babe, ended with a cry,
Babe, ended with a cry.
I tried so hard to stand
as I stumbled and fell to the ground.
So hard to laugh as I fumbled
and reached for the love I found,
Knowin' it was gone.
If I never lived without you,
now you know I'd die.
If I never said I loved you,
now you know I'd try,
Babe, now you know I'd try.
Babe, now you know I'd try,
Babe.
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