If today the sun would set on all my hopes and cares,
There is one whose smiling face that God would see;
'Cause she'll walk along beside me up those golden stairs,
For they'll never, never take her love from me.
What a fool I was to go and break the trust she gave,
And to see her love turn into sympathy;
Even on the morning she became another's bride,
I said, they'll never, never take her love from me.
I'm so thankful for each golden hour of happiness,
That we shared together in our used to be;
Someone else's arms may hold her now in fond caress,
But they'll never, never take her love from me.
What a fool I was to go and break the trust she gave,
And to see her love turn into sympathy;
It's the one regret I'll carry with me to my grave,
For they'll never, never take her love from me.
It's the one regret I'll carry with me to my grave,
For they'll never, never take her love from me.