Faded Love

Once we were strong like the tall oak tree As bright as the sun on a hot summer's day Passion so strong you would stop and be still Beauty as deep as the red, red rose But now like the branch of the old oak our love has fallen Just as the sun that fades into the deep, deep darkness so does our love As we move quickly in the hustle and bustle of the day We forget to be still and so then our love is forgotten Just as the beauty of the rose faded so did our love And so it seems this is a story of faded love