Acoustic song de Bruce Dickinson

We live and die like all the rest
every summer has its sunset every year
love and hope put to the test
every grain of comfort holds the seed of fear
And i loved you long ago
and i love you still
but the roads that we have tavelled
took us far apart
scattered to the four winds
someday we will find the time to heal
And i loved you long ago
And the stars that bear my name
are the wounds that never heal
but the road that we have tavelled
took us far apart
and i love you still
And i loved you long ago