She looks another year older
from too many lovers who used her and ran.
But some nights, oh, she looks like an angel
and she's always willing to hold you again.
Springtime and the lady is grieving,
the lovers just stand there with nothing to say.
They got what they wanted, they're packing and leaving
to look for another to love the same way.
So give her this dance, she can't be forsaken.
Learn how to love her with all of her faults.
She gave more than she's taken