There was a time
Our happiness seemed neverending.
I was so sure
That where we were heading was right.
Life was a road
So certain and straight and unbending;
Our little road
With never a crossroad in sight.
Back in the days
When we spoke in civilized voices,
Women in white
And sturdy yound men at the oar.
Back in the days
When I let you make all my choices..
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