I look inside my heart and mind
To find a trace of you
And there's love
I conjure up a shifting memory

Of the face of you
And there's love
And though many lovers
Took the place of you

I think of all the hungry days and dreams
I shared with you
And there's love
In star-blown old cafes and cabarets

And fairs with you
And there's love
From the proud heights of praise
To deep despair with you

I picture all the homes I ever
Made with you
And there's love
And all the happy and the broken times

I laid with you
And there's love
And all the parts
I ever played with you