Acoustic Song

Bruce Dickinson

We live and die like all the rest

Every summer has its sunset every year

Love and hope put to the test

Every grain of comfort holds the seed of fear



And I loved you long ago

And I love you still

But the roads that we have tavelled

Took us far apart

Scattered to the four winds

Someday we will find the time to heal



And I loved you long ago



And the stars that bear my name

Are the wounds that never heal

But the road that we have tavelled

Took us far apart

And I love you still



And I loved you long ago