There’s nothing sadder in this life
When I see your love die on the vine
Two lonely people and a broken dream
No love for you, no hope for me

But you can’t hold a memory in your arms
It will slip right through your fingers just like unrequited charms
And there is no point in living in the past
And maybe love inside us
On your rising love

As the vine continues to grow
With every seed the sun shines on
Two new hearts were both entwined
Together as one upon the vine 

But she gave him white lies, will hurt you like knife
And you know paper cuts can sometimes be most [bad word] and unkind
So I write this letter with ink from the vine
To save the childe inside of us
I your rising love

But you can’t hold a memory in your arms
It will slip right through your fingers just like unrequited charms
And there is no point in living in the past
And maybe love inside us
In your rising love 
In your rising love
In your rising star
In your rising star
In your rising love