The Bad Times Aren’t So Bad
words & Music by J. D. Haring
Tell
me a story of a love that never ends
Like
a willow weeping in the chilly winter wind, it bends.
Sing
a song of the love we’ve had,
growing strong through the good times,
And
the bad times aren’t, so bad.
Tell
me a story of a love that loves ‘til death.
Like
an eagle soaring high, sailing free on spring’s sweet breath.
Sing
a song of the love we’ve had,
growing strong through the good times,
And
the bad times aren’t, so bad.
I
don’t want to hear about another broken heart,
Lost
to a love that ended before it even started.
Tell
me a story of a love that never ends.
Like
a willow weeping in the chilly winter wind, it bends.
Sing
a song of the love we’ve had,
growing strong through the good times,
And
the bad times aren’t, so bad. They aren’t so bad.
©J. D.
Haring2003
