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Dec 2016
Look at me now, my old friend
You know me better than I knew myself
Look at the way we’ve changed
But we’re still the same
Just like we were at 14 summers old
In the shelter of the ferris wheel, beneath the carousel
Behind the rattling of the penny machines
Or the park we knew so well
We drifted away

Remember that night, you screamed believe me
When I tell you you’re the one
I should have listened maybe things would have been different
I played the judge, the judge was wrong
In your summer dress, your long black hair
And your face hiding behind that makeup you wear
Was there any doubt in your commitment?
Was my commitment ever there
I made a mistake when I was young and I sent you down the road
You never looked back because it hurt too much
I should have kept you for myself
But we drifted away

Look at me now, there’s grey paint in my hair
Or at least that’s the story I tell
I wear a mask, to hide the lines my dear, but you knew me all too well
Time on my side, time against me
The older I get the more I know now
That when I was young, I was hasty and I should have never spoken out loud
The demons that danced around the fire inside
That made me loose myself
The way fate played her hand so I was left to stand near the park bench all alone
The summer was hot, the summer was sweet, the morning rainclouds
Your naked feet, your perfume, left in the park
The lights from under the Ferris wheel, turned to dark
I should have kept you for myself
I should have asked you don’t go, just stay
But we drifted away
Written by
Jay 1988  England
(England)   
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