Don't Say You Love کے بول

The sun it was setting The war it was ending With one final blazing beam We stood alone On the path to the water Under a lonely juniper tree Gone are the old birds, Their children are finding their wings I'll miss you, my love, But I hope that you find what you seek Don't say you love me Before you leave. I wouldn't worry, no, All of our words have been buried Centuries deep When you're alone And New York is bleeding you senseless Just hold on to this memory There's no use in painting a smile That's already blue When these fields have grown old, It's the harvest that'll make you feel new Don't say you love me If it ain't true.