"What good is the dawn. That grows into day. The sunset at night. Or living this way For I have the warmth of the sun. Within me at night. The love of my life. She left me one day. I cried when she said. "I don't feel the same way" Still I have the warmth of. the sun. Within me tonight. I'll dreams of her arms. And though they're not real Just like she's still. there. The way that I feel. I loved like the warmth of the sun. It won't ever die "