Too many days,ntoo many tears.nToo many stories of our yesteryears.nnI couldn't say,nthe worst of my fears.nI'm picking up the signs maybe the end is near.nnBut at long last I recall the words that you told me.nThis will pass and the love you have will be for me,nOnly.nnAfter an hour,nwhen I couldn't speak,nyou'd tell a story that just makes me weep.nnIt may be my age,nI'm just getting weak.nMy skin's not thick enough for this critique.nnBut at long last I recall the words that you told me.nThis will pass and the love you have will be for me,nOnly.nnThere's too many pains,ntoo many cries.nToo many hours drowning in your eyes.nnThose were the days,nso full of lies.nI guess I was in love with your disguise.