I keep remembering the horses, the horses I keep remembering the moon, the moon My body is a broken TV Endlessly playing a flickering picture of the boy I used to be It is better to have loved It is better to have loved It is better to have loved I keep remembering the little apple in your hand I keep remembering the sand, the sand My body is a broken TV Endlessly playing a flickering picture of the boy I used to be It is better to have loved It is better to have loved It is better to have loved It is better to have loved It is better to have loved It is better to have loved