How many days since we've spoken   How many times have you tried   To mend the pieces of my broke-broken heart      Don't tell me everything's over   Don't take the sun from my eye   It's much too late to be alone      When our love grows old   And the flower gets cold   I will scream out, Should I live   'Til there is no room to die      When the colors fade, on the world we've made   I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying      Too late, too long to mention   Too wide to keep it inside   This renovation of my wound-wounded soul   You are the wind of adventure   You are the sun in my eye   You are the one who keeps me whole      When our love grows old   And the flower gets cold   I will scream out, Should I live   'Til there is no room to die      When the colors fade, on the world we've made   I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying      When our love grows old   And the flower gets cold   When our love grows old   And the flower gets cold      (When our love grows old)   How many days since we've spoken   How many times have you tried   (And the flower gets cold)   To mend the pieces of my broke-broken heart   (When our love grows old)   Don't tell me everything's over   Don't take the sun from my eye   (And the flower gets cold)   It's much too late to be alone