Once Was A Time I Thought
Once was a time I thought
that love could be sold or bought
And everything fell in place for me
The fashion of passion,
I rationed with caution
Because of the notion,
the potion of passion
had never been passed to me
But since it was Sunday and sunny,
I went for a stroll
But peanuts and pigeons
and people put me in a hole
A blessing refreshing in you did unfold
Dispelling depressing, distressing, sought from my soul
But now with you by my side
I find that I feel so satisfied
Somebody must have lied to me
Now And Then
When you're feeling low
And you want to know the way
Now and then please think of me
Question how I've been
Talk about your friendly sea
And remember when we could
both be friends in need
Now and then I've thought of you
in the evening low
Now and then I've reached for you
But I awake to know
it cannot be so this time
When you're feeling low
And you want to know
And remember
when we could both be friends
But I awake to know
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