Time ran short, and I stood tall.
I saw the world, I saw it all.
Songs, they fail, and words fall short
When you stand above the world.
And if the Earth were new,
We’d swing from the vines.
I’d be yours,
And you’d be mine.
If the ground were soft,
We’d till the earth,
Find and claim
All points of worth.
I was young, I thought I knew,
What to say, and what to do.
You were young, and always found,
Peace in bugs that crawled the ground.
And if the Earth were new,
We’d swing from the vines.
I’d be yours,
And you’d be mine.
If the stars dissolved,
In cups of wine,
On the sky,
We’d sip and dine.
Time was young, but we grew old.
Wars were fought, and love was sold.
Time ran old, but we were young,
Closed our eyes, songs left unsung.
And if the Earth were old,
We’d build it up once more.
Cities of dust,
On ocean floors.
And if we boldly go,
Along the line.
You’d feel good,
And I’d feel fine.
You’d feel good,
And I’d feel fine.
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