Bittersweet

(альбом: Don't It Make You Want To Go Home - 1969)

Bittersweet
Bittersweet
Your memory
That follows me
Is bittersweet

This heart of mine keeps hanging on
To dreams of you although you're gone
Both good and bad
Glad and sad
Bittersweet

Bittersweet, mm-hmm
Bittersweet
A love so rare
Beyond compare
But incomplete

I can't make up my mind if I
Should wear a smile or sit and cry
In misery
Or ecstasy
In bittersweet

Mmm, bittersweet
Ah-ha, bittersweet
This afterglow
It haunts me so
Is bittersweet

There are so many smiles and tears
Here among my souvenirs
Of loving you
Sad but true
Bittersweet

Ah, bittersweet, hah
Bittersweet
I'm remembering
How my heart would sing
Each time we'd meet

The thrill it was to be with you
Sad that everything that we would say and do
Are fragments of
A faded love
That's bittersweet

Sad that it's bittersweet
Ah-ha, bittersweet
Oh, ah-ha-ha-ha, bittersweet