For Love To Come... Songtext
von Tyler Lyle

I will miss the sun upon your face
I will miss our endless days and
I′ll miss your taste, anyway
Sometimes for love to come
love has to go.
I pack my bag and be off on my way
Oh my dear, I thought we could make a happy home
But now I don't.
Sometimes for love to come
love has to go.


And I′m sorry, I'm sorry Marie
I tried
In a another time
If I come back again
It'd be nice to count you as friend
But if that′s too much
Like you say
Then I′ll love the love we had made.
I can see the sun rising
I can see the blue skies shining