Love is splendid, love is great
real love doesn't seperate
sometimes when we lose someone
we think of things we should have done

Some were good times, some were bad
some were happy, some were sad
and all these things make up our past
with memories that last and last

Sometimes we think we'll never mend
we can't forgive ourselves our sin
we hold the guilt and won't let go
it makes the pain to grow and grow

Is there profit, what does guilt do?
does it keep the memory close to you?
to let guilt go, would you forget?
to hold one near, is guilt the net?

Those we love, we don't let go
their essence lives within the soul
but it's a matter of the heart
to let guilt go, would they depart?

I know this truth, I see it clear
we think it's guilt that keeps them here
but to keep that soul alive
we don't need guilt, the love survived.