Acoustic Song - Bruce Dickinson

We live and die like all the rest

Every summer has its sunset every year

Love and hope put to the test

Every grain of comfort holds the seed of fear

And I loved you long ago

And I love you still

But the roads that we have tavelled

Took us far apart

Scattered to the four winds

Someday we will find the time to heal

And I loved you long ago

And the stars that bear my name

Are the wounds that never heal

But the road that we have tavelled

Took us far apart

And I love you still

And I loved you long ago