When the Tears Outnumber the Years

Everyone said we were crazy, our love wouldn’t last out the year, But we’ve been together a dozen—we fooled them awhile, didn’t we dear? Our first years were ragged and tough ones, harder by far than the rest, We had our love and a big stack of bills, but I think those first years were best. How do you measure your losses, when the love in your life disappears? Is it in heartaches—or houses—or automobiles? ….When the tears outnumber the years, When the tears outnumber the years. Everyone says we are wise now, sensible people at last, Making the grown-up decision—tearing the page from our past. But I question my own calculations, did I figure everything right? Did I total the times with the children? Did I add up each sweet loving night? How do you measure your losses, when the love in your life disappears? Is it in in-laws—or court laws—or who keeps the dog? …When the tears outnumber the years, When the tears outnumber the years.