We were standing in your kitchen
A long, long time ago.
I looked in your eyes and you into mine
And we felt the same fire glow, again,
We both felt the same fire glow.
You leaned against the counter.
I sat in a straight-back chair.
We talked of kings and rings and things.
I reached out and touched your hair, so soft,
I reached out and touched your hair.
You mentioned the smell of breakfast
And told me you lived before.
I said I know I was with you.
Now, it’s time to live some more, right here,
It’s time to live some more.
I remembered we were lovers.
More facts I did not know.
Together then, now together again,
You whispered it’s time to go, once more,
You whispered it’s time to go.
Some say that life has a meaning:
To find your own true love,
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