You were wrapped up that day
in an old fur coat
we were splashing in puddles
in the lane
that was one day
I won’t never forget
the day my
cigar went out
in the rain
I was going to send
for the letters I wrote
to see what life
was like in the past
The times that we laughed
and the times that we cried
fall away from the light
so fast
Where are the puddles
that we splashed in that day
I went back
but I couldn’t find one
where is the love
we thought we were making
now that our time is gone
Old:
now that our time is done
Alt: now that that time is gone
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