© Chris Rea - 'Auberge', 1991.

 Time goes by
 And every single tear
 It must have [bad word] dry
 And the lonely nights
 [bad word] a strange accepted way

 And the years go past
 Just like the old song says
 The pain with time has healed
 It could not last

 But oh a friend
 Like a fool mentions your name

 Sunny days, [bad word] nights
 You smile and say it’s all right
 But oh the cold, cold rain
 At the mention of your name

 Forgive me please
 If I [bad word] my shoulders
 When I put my friends at ease
 As I get older
 It’s not that I don’t feel colder than before
 Oh I’ve [bad word] so good at hiding
 What I feel without confiding
 It’s still the same
 At the mention of your name