Oh my words, are always like whispers to her, they don't make us feel heard, they only make the heart hurt Oh the hours, don't pass away what is ours, we must grow these flowers with our own soul's power Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, drank it all up dry, ( Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, fell but not to die, Who are we to say we never had it good, we had every good thing like love they say that you forgot your heart where you would, never go, never go Oh the days, are so far from feeling raised, above all this madness we made, we got our love to save Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, drank it all up dry, ( Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, fell but not to die, Who are we to say we never had it good, we had every good thing like love they say that you forgot your heart where you would, never go, never go