Where do you startHow do you separate the present from the pastHow do you deal with all the thing you thought would lastThat didn't lastWith bits of memories scattered here and thereI look around and don't know where to startWhich books are yoursWhich tapes & dreams belong to you & which are mineOur lives are tangled like the branches of a vineThat intertwineSo many habits that we'll have to breakAnd yesterdays we'll have to take apartOne day there'll be a song or something in the air againTo catch me by surprise & you'll be there againA moment inWhat might have beenWhere do you startDo you allow yourself a little time to cryOr do you close your eyes & kiss it all goodbyeI guess you tryAnd though I don't know where & don't know whenI'll find myself in love againI promise there will always beA little place no one will seeA tiny part within my heartThat stays in loveWith you
