New Love

In my heart, the old love struggled with the New. It was ghostly waking, woke all Night through. In my heart, the old love struggled with the New. It was ghostly waking, woke all Night through. Bitter things, kind things tried my heart of stone. Words ranged themselves so reproachfully. Round and round and round my bed. Round and round and round my bed. Round and round and round my bed. Re-eh-eh-ah-ah. In my heart, the old love struggled with the New. It was ghostly waking, woke all night Through. Like a knife it therefore I seemed To see. Dark eyes of my new love, Holy threats on me. Old love, old love, how can I be true? Shall I be faithless, swear myself unto you? Old love, old love, how can I be true? Shall I be faithless, swear myself unto you? In my heart, the struggled with the new. It was ghostly waking, woke all night Through. In my heart, the old love struggled with The new. It was ghostly waking, Woke all night through. Mmm, oh. In my heart, the old love struggled with the New. It ghostly waking, woke all Through. In my heart, the old love struggled with The new. It was ghostly waking, woke all night Through. Whoa. Whoa. In my heart, the old love struggled with the New. It was ghostly waking, woke all night Through. In my heart, the old love struggled with The new. It was ghostly waking, Woke all night Through.