All Things Must End

I miss the good times but all things must end

Old candles flicker and old lovers become old friends

Like the wind that winter brings,

A cold heart will warm a path come spring

Each night a-dreaming, ends come down

You wake from dreaming, to find your dreams have gone

You spend your mornings with someone new

I spend my evenings forgetting you

Each night a-dreaming, ends come down

You wake from dreaming, to find your dreams have gone

I only miss you now and then

And I miss the good times, but all things must end

All records play out, and all things must end