You said you loved me,
And I thought those words were true,
Yet you are not with me,
And your colors have changed their hue.

I know that I love you that much is true,
You are still the one I call mine,
I suppose that's the price that's due,
When your heart is put on the line.

I love you sweetheart,
I will not give that up,
You were most precious from the start,
A most painful drink in such a beautiful cup.