What happened to the words you said, the loving words of praise…
Were they just things, you thought that I, would want to hear you say?
We fight more now, and it is sad, the things we both have said…
And lately here, it’s often clear, we sleep in empty beds.

You’re my soul, my heart, my love, is what you say to me…
But when the anger flares from you, those words are hard to see.
What will we do, for love so true, to try and save the day?…
Try to live and love the words, we both have heard you say.

Anger is a hurtful thing, it poisons hearts so fast…
And if we are to live through this, we need to let it pass.
The nights are long enough at times, without the emptiness…
We need to find that love again, that made us feel so blessed.

For if we cannot turn away, from the anger that we bear…
The road will lead us far along, to evils final lair.
And we have walked too many steps, with rings upon our hands…
To watch our love just fade away, like wind blown grains of sand.

So I will try to hear the words, when you pledge your love to me…
And I will try to live those words, and see your heart feel free.
And we must make our promises, no matter what we say…
That those were words, we did not mean, and that was yesterday.