We’d read the script but didn’t know our parts,
two understudies wearing sweet disguise
but hope was grounded firmly in our hearts
and pure and simple love shone in our eyes.
We were too young to know we were too young,
the truth was bitter truth on this account,
as fragile love lay silent on our tongues,
an obstacle that youth could scarce surmount.
The music and the poetry agree,
if voice can set a reason to a rhyme,
if stars can lend their beauty to the sea
then who are we to quibble with the time.
Our wishes ruled the world and dreams came true...
you’re still in love with me… and me with you.
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