John Denver

Of course, we have our diff'rences, you shouldn't be surprised;
It's as natural as changes in the seasons and the skies.
Sometimes we grow together, sometimes we drift apart;
A wiser man than I might know the seasons of the heart.
And I'm walking here beside you, in the early evening chill,
A thing we've always loved to do, I know we always will.
We have so much in common, so many things we share,
That I can't believe my heart when it implies that you're not there.
CHORUS:
Love is why I came here in the first place
Love is now the reason I must go,
Love is all I ever hoped to find here,