Every time I go back home Brush the leaves off the stone From the grave I look up the hill Same old trees stand there still It's a little bit sweet It's a little bit bitter In my old bed I fall asleep And the spirits visit me I wake up and I'm all alone Stuck inside my skin and bone It's a little bit sweet It's a little bit bitter Bittersweet That's the way Love is made to be As I hold my little boy's hand Feel him growin' up so fast And my father holds on to mine Feel him shakin' hands with time It's a little bit sweet It's a little bit bitter Bittersweet That's the way Love is made to be I look my lover straight in the eye Stops the clock she looks in mine Precious moment I'm holdin' on Then she blinks The moment's gone Bittersweet That's the way Love is made to be