I Used to Doubt You Cared for Me

We both said we were friends for life,
Not knowing what it meant,
Not knowing how to go through hell
And not somehow repent;

Not knowing love was something hard,
Like stone against the wind,
And life itself might be a prize
The heart would leave behind.

But now I know the depth of love,
And it was worth the pain,
Though not for love nor life would I
Go through that hell again!