I look back through silent tears
To
those long-forgotten years
When
love was young, as were we
And
you were to shy to speak to me
And
I was too scared to speak to you
But
some how we muddled through
And
by some kind of strange detente
We
spoke whispers full of loving want
And together spent a very happy life
A very happy husband and wife
Yes, we certainly muddled through
Until I had to say goodbye to you
But soon we’ll be together dear
And I won’t have to shed another tear
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