(Dottie West)

The dawn of springtime gave birth to a new love
For you and me that it was born too late
For we both have been placed in the arms of others
Cheated by the cold hands of fate.

Fate has no conscience
No mercy for me and you
And the cold hand of fate
Wrote the book of who loves who.

So let the snow of the winter cover our love
And for the sense of misfortune we'll pay
But we know in our hearts this love will live forever
Cheated by the cold hands of fate.

And fate has no conscience
No mercy for me and you
And the cold hand of fate
Wrote the book of who loves who...