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We Had Our Time

 

We Had Our Time

We had our time, our time to love
We had our time, our time to poet
We had our time, love, cry, laugh
We had our time, sweet words we sung.

We had our time, the sun to kiss
We had our time, the moon to paint
We had our time, the stars blue game
We had our time, mad love to tame.

We had our time, to travel the world
We had our time, these stories to tell
We had our time, change man’s fate
We had our time, to fall, rise again.

We had our time, the sun to kiss
We had our time, the moon to paint
We had our time, the stars blue game
We had our time, mad love to tame.

We had our time, jaded now we are
We had our time, faded this love
We had our time, to stare gaze the sun
We had our time, memories our graves.

We had our time, the sun to kiss
We had our time, the moon to paint
We had our time, the stars blue game
We had our time, mad love to tame.

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