Fell in Love With a Poet

Fell in love with a poet

And the songs he sang made life so warm and fine

Loving him was all I did

And he filled my soul with sweet songs all the time

He sang of places where we'd been

Of truth, and love, and me

Then one day he wrote a song

That talked of being free

And he was gone

But the songs he sang for me made love live on

And he was gone

But the songs he sang for me made love live on

Never sure what made him go

Guess the poet has a restless kind of mind

Searching all around the sun

For a peace and truth that many never find

He sang of places where we'd been

Of truth, and love, and me

Then one day he wrote a song

That talked of being free

And he was gone

But the songs he sang for me made love live on

And he was gone

But the songs he sang for me made love live on

And he was gone