One set of doors was the color of honey
One set of doors was pink and gray
"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

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)
Then 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)
Then 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)
Then to never have loved at all
(Never have loved, never have loved at all)

Yes it´s better to have loved and lost
(Ah but it´s better not to lose)
Then to always be alone
(Always be alone)
In your heart
But I knew that this was just for now
And the time would take it´s toll upon us all
Well it would break our hearts, tear it apart
But no one understood, the affairs of the heart
Well it´s better to have loved and lost
Then to never have loved at all
(Never have loved, never have loved at all)
Well it´ll break your heart, tear it apart
But no one understands, the affairs of the heart
(No one understands)