Texty: Kris Kristofferson. Please Don't Tell Me How the Story Ends: The Publishing Demos1968-72. When I Loved Her.

Well, she didn't look as pretty as some others I have known
And she wasn't good at conversation when we were alone
But she had a way of making me believe that I belonged
And it felt like coming home, when I found her

'Cause she seemed to be so proud of me just walking holding hands
And she didn't think that money was the measure of a man
And we seemed to fit together when I held her in my arms
And it left me feelin' warm, when I loved her

'Cause she brightened up the day like the early morning sun
And she made what I was doin' seem worth while
It's the closest thing to living that I guess I've ever known
And it made me wanna smile, when I loved her

I know some of us were born to cast our fortune to the winds
And I guess, I'm bound to travel down a road that never ends
But I know I'll never look upon the likes of her again
And I'll never understand why I lost her

'Cause she brightened up the day like the early morning sun
And she made what I was doin' seem worth while
It's the closest thing to living that I guess I've ever known
And it made me wanna smile, when I loved her