The story of you and I has beautiful memoriesTill lonesome and weary sighs start keeping them companyAs soon as they'll gather round, along comes miseryThen here we go again, here we go againSo if an old friend of mine comes knocking up on my doorAll I could tell him now, he's already heard beforeIt's better to love and lose than never have played at allFor sometimes losers are the only ones who wearI'd rather fall apart than never knowing love and youFor every broken heart in love and love was once so nearAnd now will be the hope that gets me through eternityAlong with all the memories that belong to you and me. . .What fortunate man I am that you were a part of meThe game has been played and I'm just shy of a victoryThe heartaches that carry on will soon be historyLet's hope the world is full of losers in the endI'd rather fall apart than never knowing love and youFor every broken heart in love and love was once so nearAnd now will be the hope that gets me through eternityAlong with all the memories that belong to you and me. . .I'd rather fall apart than never knowing love and youFor every broken heart in love and love was once so nearAnd now will be the hope that gets me through eternityAlong with all the memories that belong to you and me. . .