The Days

You ask me how are the days I spend with my only true love And I tell you she shows me the summer with snow clouds above You ask me how are the nights I spend with my only true baby And I tell you she shows me the light When my darkest hour shades me And I tried to hold on to her But she slipped through my fingers like rain Now it ain't the same You ask me how are the days now that my baby is gone I'm troubled my friend, I know what is right but I do what is wrong You ask me how are the nights now that my true love has left me Well I drink and I dream of her still, But her vision, it only breaks me And I tried to hold on to her But she slipped through my fingers like rain Now it ain't the same When my darkest hour shades me And I tried to hold on to her But she slipped through my fingers like rain Now it ain't the same No it ain't the same