And those were the days of roses, of poetry and prose

And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me

There was no tomorrows, we packed away our sorrows

And we saved them for a rainy day
And I remember quiet evenings, trembling close to you

Tom Waits

cause you will never find someone like me

I'm gonna love you the way I could

Cause nobody's that strong

No, nobody's that strong