Look at the two of us
Ready to tear ourselves apart
Look at the two young ones
Fighting for the leading part
Remember how it used be
Everything seemed to be set
A lesson to remember
A memory to forget
Bitter tears and dry lips
are getting us nowhere at all
If this is your spring time
Then this is my fall
Her memory was not enough
I went and saw her again
Life ain't that rough to her
While I'm washed away by the rain
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