Vārdi: John Denver. John Denver - Live in the U.S.S.R. Seasons Of The Heart.

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Of course, we have our diff'rences,
you shouldn't be surprised
It's as natural as changes in the seasons and the skies.
Sometimes we grow together, sometimes we drift apart;
A wiser man than I might know the seasons of the heart.
And I'm walking here beside you, in the early evening chill,
A thing we've always loved to do, I know we always will.
We have so much in common, so many things we share,
That I can't believe my heart when it implies that you're not there.

Love is why I came here in the first place
Love is now the reason I must go,
Love is all I ever hoped to find here,
Love is still the only dream I know

So I don't know how to tell you, it's difficult to say,
I never in my wildest dreams imagined it this way,
Sometimes I just don't know you, there's a stranger in our home;
When I'm lying right beside you is when I'm most alone
And I think my heart is broken, there's an emptiness inside,
So many things I've longed for have so often been denied.
Still I wouldn't try to change you, there's no one that's to blame,
It's just some things that mean so much, we just don't feel the same.

Love is why I came here in the first place
Love is now the reason I must go,
Love is all I ever hoped to find here,
Love is still the only dream I know
True love is still the only dream I know