The woman's like the night 
She comes and goes 
She breaks my heart each day 
And never knows, 
And the time I spend in sorrow 
Will match the time I live 
And the time that's left is 
All I have to give. 
 
The woman's like an ivy on a pole 
She wraps her twisted love around my soul 
There will come a sudden winter 
When she'll seek the warmth of day 
And there'll come a time when she will come to stay. 
 
The woman's like the tide 
She comes and goes 
She knows the things that I can just suppose. 
And the time I spend in sorrow 
Will match the time that she laughs 
And the songs I sing cannot explain but half.