Another time, another place perhaps then it would make sense but for now its just too painful watching you sit upon the fence The timing was not ours to choose for surely if it were You wouldn't have to make a choice nor I 'tween you and her But choose I did and you I did I give to you my all but there you sit upon the fence unsure which side to fall And so I ask you one last time who your choice is please just say put us both out of our misery and let the wounded walk away Another time, another place perhaps then it would make sense perhaps then our paths would never cross and we would keep our innocence
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