Fleetwood Mac

One set of doors was the color of honey
One set of doors was pink and grey
Well I wonder which set is mine, said she
As she walked down the long hallway
Well I wonder which set of rooms are mine
For in these rooms she would live and die
Well it's better to have loved and lost
(Ah but it's better not to lose)
Than to never have loved at all
Never have loved, never have loved at all
Well it's better to have loved and lost
(Ah but it's better not to lose)
Than to always be alone
Always be alone
In your heart
I thought that there was more involved
Through all that time and all these
months
I stopped many times to question you
Well I told you that it was the right
thing to do
Well it's better to have loved and lost
(Ah but it's better not to lose)