You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first, I loved you first Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth I have to go, I have to go Your hair was long when we first met Samson went back to bed Not much hair left on his head He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed And history books forgot about us and the bible didnt mention us The bible didnt mention us, not even once You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first , i loved you first Beneath the stars came falling on our heads But there just soft light Your hair was long when we first met Samson came to my bed Told me that my hair was red He told me i was beautiful and came into my bed Oh i cut his hair myself one night A pair of dull scissors and the yellow light He told me that i'd done alright and kissed me till the morning light the morning light and he kissed me till the morning light you are my sweetest downfall i loved you first you are my sweetest downfall reminds me of the bittersweetness of love. recently the most awakening thing i have heard about love was on brothers and sisters (the tv show) when norah (a mother of five) finds out that her husband had cheated on her with holly. the thing is that she knew the were having an affair 17 years earlier, and she told him to end it; he didn't. it was very obvious that tom had loved norah and all of his children, but norah says, "what kind of love is that?" she means to love someone, you have to sacrifice. i think that that is very true. to show true committment to someone, you really do have to give up something.