There you stood on the edge of your feather,

expecting to fly.

While I laughed, I wondered whether

I could wave goodbye,

Knowin' that you'd gone.

By the summer it was healing,

we had said goodbye.

All the years we'd spent with feeling

ended with a cry,

Babe, ended with a cry,

Babe, ended with a cry.



I tried so hard to stand

as I stumbled and fell to the ground.

So hard to laugh as I fumbled

and reached for the love I found,

Knowin' it was gone.

If I never lived without you,

now you know I'd die.

If I never said I loved you,

now you know I'd try,

Babe, now you know I'd try.

Babe, now you know I'd try,

Babe.