And so It Goes - Roberta Flack

We ran into her just by chance;

I saw it in a single glance

My oldest friend

Your new romance, must I remember?

You couldn’t run;

She couldn’t hide

She dropped her eyes

You turned aside

You didn’t want to hurt my pride

But you knew that

Love is a Rush of Wild Wind;

The Scent of a Summer Rose

A whistle blowing on a distant track and when it goes, it goes

I know that tale I’ve heard it told

How bruises reach down to the soul

A love once warm, turns icy cold

And I know that

Love is a Rush of Wild Wind;

The scent of a Summer Rose

A whistle blowing on a distant track

And when it goes, it goes

Take your heart where it longs to be

I won’t bind you to a memory

I know if I wait, it will happen to me oh ho"