Eighteen Years Later You And I
Eighteen Years Later You And I
If all those years back
I had talked like a bitch
And you not like an asshole
We would have had
Eighteen beautiful years of love together
With my Angel voice and your Devil’s ways
I would have made a lovely Micheal’s bride
And you a Don Corleone
Sometimes they say
Lovers are born star crossed
No matter how much they try to forget
It still doesn’t work
Like Bridges of Madison county
Is your story and mine
Sometimes life has a mind of it’s own
Or maybe it’s God
And you still cannot move on
Knowing fully well you cannot afford to live in the past
Eighteen years later here we are
You and I were meant to be no matter what
Our story which started a long time ago
And plenty that was left unsaid
But not so fast Lothario
Driving either in the fast lane
Or the parking lot
Either furious or so fast
Let’s take it slow and easy
After all what else is life all about
If all those years back
I had talked like a bitch
And you not like an asshole
We would have had
Eighteen beautiful years of love together
With my Angel voice and your Devil ways
I would have made a lovely Micheal’s bride
And you a Don Corleone
END
Sometimes they say
It's all written in the stars even before you were born
No matter how much you try to forget them
Life makes you feel blessed
And you cannot get them out of your head
Every single person who comes into your life
Pales in comparison
And the happiness you have been chasing after
For a very very long time now
No matter how hard you try
You know she is the one
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