You'd sing to me sweetly in the northern morning light
Old love ballads replaced the words you could not find
I have loved you for so long, ever since that Fourth of July
I knew I was in trouble then, when your eyes met mine
Didn't think it was possible to lose you again
So won't you hold me and tell me
That this is not the end
So many nights we'd spent, in our little basement room
A part of you became a part of me then, and I know you feel it too
I'm so far away now, in this empty hotel room
Trying to dream up every memory so I can feel closer to you
Didn't think it was possible to lose you again
So won't you hold me and tell me
That this is not the end
There's beauty in the golden hills, and in the rolling sea
But beauty means nothing, when you are not with me
Didn't think it was possible to lose you again
So won't you hold me and tell me
That this is not the end
Won't you tell me that you love me?
And that this is not the end