The story of you and I has beautiful memories
Til lonesome and weary sighs start keepin' them company
As soon as they all gather 'round, along comes misery
Then here we go again, here we go again
So if an old friend of mine comes knockin' upon my door
All I could tell him now, he's already heard before
It's better to love and lose, to never have played at all
For sometimes losers are the only ones who win
I'd rather fall apart than never knowing loving you
For every broken-hearted lover, love was once anew
And that will be the hope that gets me through eternity
Along with all the memories that belong to you and me
A fortunate man I am that you were a part of me