(Hank Cochran)

(Now there's just a fine mist a gray campus on which to paint memories
She has the face of summer could it be she has the heart of winter
I was warmed by summer withered by winter
Perhaps the hurt like the winter will go away after all it's only love.)

If I don't act myself when I'm around you
And I bring up things you used to say
Well I haven't learned to forget like you do
But it's only love it will go away.

And if I call at night when you're sleepin'
Just to talk about yesterday
Then before I hang up I start weepin'
Well it's only love it will go away.

It's only love it will go away
At least that's what you say
Yours did and mine will oh some day
Cause it's only love it will go away...