Woorden: Linda Ronstadt. December Dream.

I can see her slowly walking
Through the empty streets of morning
Who she's with I cannot tell
His face fades with the others
In the endless spell of dreams I know so well

Though she walks with him no more with me
And I know she's where she wants to be
Her happiness is there for all to see
But I find that I still wish it was for me

I can hear her voice still ringing
Through the empty songs I sing
And it seems that all the words I find
To say the things that crowd my mind
Only bring me closer
To the things I'd rather leave behind

Though I know the game's been played
And I know the mistakes I've made
I know I shouldn't be afraid
To love, for love for any time at all
Is worth the price you pay to fall