By some miraculous chance
Tightening the guy ropes of fate that had slackened
One Friday night in November ‘76
As the South Shields skies blackened
Our eyes first met and locked gaze
How little then did we know
That our lives were to be entwined
Nearly forty years ago;
Did an invisible hand
Straighten our paths so askew
Was it always destined to be
That I was meant to find you
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