I was talking
To Father Time
About something
On my mind
Why can't I
Travel to
A time when
Our love was true
To the place
I first met you
When our love
Was still new
He said the past
Is forever gone
But as it leaves
Comes the dawn
Treat her like
There's no tomorrow
Never again
Will you feel sorrow
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