Fell In Love With A Poet

Fell in love with a poet
 And the songs he sang
 Made life so warm and fine
 Loving him was all I did
 And he filled my soul
 With sweet songs all of the time
 He sang of places where we'd been
 Of truth, and love, and me
 Then one day he wrote a song
 That talked of being free
 And he was gone
 But the songs he sang for me made love live on
 And he was gone
 But the songs he sang for me made love live on
 Never sure what made him go
 Guess the poet had a restless kind of mind
 Searching all around the sun
 For a peace and truth that may never find
 He sang of places where we'd been
 Of truth, and love, and me
 Then one day he wrote a song
 That talked of being free
 And he was gone
 But the songs he sang for me made love live on
 And he was gone
 But the songs he sang for me made love live on
 And he was gone
 But the songs he sang for me made love live on