Intro: Easy to find and hard to hold Love is like summer green, waiting to grow old It is not like the stories school girls told It is quiet as a winter dawn Maybe I've never loved at all Maybe passions arise and leave me where I fall Until I hear some familiar memory call And I know that love has changed or gone Bridge: Who knows the nature and who holds the key? As emotions unwind, is it heart, is it mind? I'll never know if it's love or it's me On and off like the wind, strong and fading again Instrumental: