Our love is like a sad old silver simply no time to do us good, just now is the time to bring us luck their path takes a forward, ever forward. Our love, our love is old as sad as sad moon. She was weeping guitar in solitary silence. Our love, our love is the angle in him we are staim. Who lied, who lied, maybe I'll forgive. Who lied, who lied, maybe I'll forgive. Our love, our love is gentle as a child, as a child tracker bright and hopeless as a tiny white star