I have loved, I have loved, I have loved
I have loved, and then I’ve lost.

This gift you’ve given me is both precious and damned,
It’s the highest of faiths and the low worst of lost.
But one [bad word] with the other strings attached.
And it’s up to you, if you wanna pay that price.
I was stupid enough to really believe
I would ever get over what we shared
And my life is filled with traces if you sure stay neat.
My life is filled with traces of you.

I have loved, I have loved, I have loved
I have loved, and then I’ve lost.

And now I know that the opposite of love it isn’t hatred, 
‘cause that’s just right next to it.
And now I know that the opposite of love is indifference about it.
But I guess I will never get there.
No, I will never get there.
You broke my heart and made me richer, well, you are forgiven

But if I lost, I have lost, I have lost, I have lost,
Then, again, at least I know that I have loved.