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every time I go back home
brush the leaves off the stone
from the grave I look up the hill
same old trees stand there still
it's a little bit sweet
it's a little bit bitter
in my old bed I fall asleep
and the spirits visit me
I wake up and I'm all alone
stuck inside my skin and bone
it's a little bit sweet
it's a little bit bitter
bittersweet
that's the way
love is made to be
as I hold my little boy's hand
feel him growin' up so fast
and my father holds on to mine
feel him shakin' hands with time
it's a little bit sweet
it's a little bit bitter
bittersweet
that's the way
love is made to be
I look my lover straight in the eye
stops the clock she looks in mine
precious moment I'm holdin' on
then she blinks
the moment's gone
bittersweet
that's the way
love is made to be