What Kind Of Man

what kind of man is this kind
who can make me love him still

if you take my heart don't break it
it's been broken once before
if you hap on my road
don't ask where it goes
i've not known since the day we parted
when the earth stopped moving
the river lost it's flowing
the willow bent lower to grieve with me
the further i go the more i know
that i love him still

what kind of man is this kind
who can make me love him still