There's nothing sadder in this life When I see your love die on the vine Two lonely people and a broken dream No love for you, no hope for me
But you can't hold a memory in your arms It will slip right through your fingers just like unrequited charms And there's no point in living in the past And maybe love inside us In your rising love
As the vine continues to grow With every seed the sun shines on Two new hearts were both entwined Together as one upon the vine
But she gave him white lies, will hurt you like a knife And you know paper cuts can sometimes be most cruel and unkind So I write this letter with ink from the vine To save the child inside of us In your rising love
But you can't hold a memory in your arms It will slip right through your fingers just like unrequited charms And there's no point in living with the past And see the side of night In your rising love In your rising love In your rising star In your rising star In your rising love
