the city is not ours; the mountains 
ran away, as did our plan, 
but i'll love you like i promised to you, 
and you'll love me as best you can.

the riches never came, our passion lurched  
and sputtered ere it ran; 
but i'll still love like i promised to, 
and you'll love me as best you can.

i know your past had others, those 
who might have proved a better man: 
but i'm still here, like i promised to be, 
and you're loving me as best you can.

this city is bright, like a future past, 
and you still have my heart, and my home, and my hand: 
i'll always love you, as i promised i would, 
and we'll face tomorrow as best 

we can