The past past well now let me tell you about the past. The past is filled with silent joys and broken toys. laughing girls and teasing boys. Was I ever in love? I called it love- I mean it felt like love. There were moments when well there were moments when. Present Go out with you? Why not. Do I like to dance? Of Course. Take a walk along the beach tonight? I'd love to. But don't try to touch me don't try to touch me. Cos that will never happen again. Shall we dance. The future Tommorow? well tommorows a long way off. Maybe someday I'll have somebody's hand. Maybe somewhere someone will understand. You know I used to sing- a tisket a tasket a green and yellow basket. I'm all packed up and I'm on my way and I'm gonna fall in love. But at the moment it doesn't look good. At the moment it will never happen again. I don't think it will ever happen again.. [by AtherEdrum]