(are. Maltby, Jr & D. Shire)
No more soft tears blindly shed
No more soft words blithely said
No more the soft hope in time we'd wed
No more songs for me
Love was life though my heart bled
Love was food and my heart fed
Love was my water, my fire, my bread
No more songs for me
No more strong arms, warmly spread
No more strong wine, warm and red
No more the strong one
Who warmed my bed
No more songs for me
No more songs for me.
