Wishing Well

Saw a wishing well
And threw in a dime,
Said let’s take a walk
Let’s go back in time

So we turn back the years,
Beyond reaches of pain
To happy days as kids
Dancing in the rain

There’s me splashing puddles
And Curly’s scraped his knees
What an age to just have fun
What joy to be so carefree

Why go back, let’s stay right here
Let’s hide inside this borrowed time
Where love, like us, is innocent
And lovers don’t need to rhyme

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