About Love
Once upon a time there was Love
Love was a fickle thing
blind at times, but true
sometimes she fell in
sometimes she fell out
but once ago she was mine
somewhere in time
i loved her back
and she loved me
underneath the sycammore tree
and Love ran away out into the world
out into the cold
somewhere in time
she never came back to me
she found someone else
someone better in her heart
i had played my part
so i am here and she is there
somewhere
over there
out beyond the starry sea
away from me
i wonder if she remembers when
the time back then
i hope so
before i go
that she remembers me
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