comes and goes

the woman's like the night

she comes and goes

she breaks my heart each day

and never knows

and the time i spend in sorrow

will match the time i live

and the time that's left is

all i have to give. the woman's like an ivy on a pole

she wraps her twisted love around my soul

there will come a sudden winter

when she'll seek the warmth of day

and there'll come a time when she will come to stay. the woman's like the tide

she comes and goes

she knows the things that i can just suppose. and the time i spend in sorrow

will match the time that she laughs

and the songs i sing cannot explain but half.