When you think back over the years and wonder what went wrong Think of this poem as our last song
Is this how tomorrow feels, sometimes I cant tell if its real Yesterday is gone but that’s all I think about Too late to turn around Too painful to work it out
In the beginning it was perfect, We were a “sure thing” We were inseparable, unbreakable You were the yang to my ying
As time moved on we were the “it” couple And our bond grew strong We loved each other right or indifferent There was no wrong