Long ago and far away lives the ghost of we,
A joyful laugh, a warm embrace, a faded memory.
Long ago and far away lives a dream of us two,
Where I waited daily with dinner made for you.
Long ago and far away my heart merged with yours,
Before the dreaded day when you then became hers.
Long ago and far away I waited lonely all alone,
Sitting all by myself staring at the silent phone.
Long ago and far away the destiny of us has died,
Where once a golden future ended as they cried.
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