I cry over my loss 'Cause it's been all winter's fault I count on to 3 or 2 or 4 But ain't no fake picture I'm looking at Maybe all is made To evaporate How you feel, love, with this life so short? How you live, love, when this life s too short? We're just stupid fools Who want it all back Maybe all is made To evaporate How you live, love, when this life s too short? How we love, love, when this life s too short? Ain't no fake picture we're looking at. Ain't no fake picture we're looking at.