First Love

1] If oceans were filled with ink And the sky were a blank page Still I would run out of space To tell of all this love Forever will never be, long enough To come to the end, of an endless love I pour out my songs like the oil From the widow's jar If every leaf on the trees Were the notes of a symphony Every, season would bring New songs the wind would sing Forever will never be, long enough To come to the end, of an endless love I pour out my songs like the oil From the widow's jar It'll never run dry! All the way back, all the way back All the way back To my, first love All the way back, all the way back All the way back To my, first love