Her

In the months gone by,

There never was a name
As beautiful as hers
There never was a face
As precious as hers was to him.

There never was fairness in the world
Cold and cruel it's always been
There never was a man who loved his woman
Like he loved her.

There never was a day gone by
Without her crossing his mind
There never was a greater understatement
Because she filled his heart and soul.