In the Past Cliff Richard

Because I love her so
She means to me
More than she’ll ever know
More that she’ll see

Things that had happened
In the past make me cry
Things that had happened
Now and then

She is the precious one
To me I know
Her hair’s like golden sun
Her eyes they glow

Things that had happened
In the past make me cry
Things that had happened
Now and then

So if you see me sigh
Or start to cry
Then darling you know why

When I look at her
She fills my eyes
But just to see her there
I dose you lie