No Promises to Give
Walking city streets with worn cobblestones
Listening to people rushing past to rhythms all their own
Life passing me by, not thinking how the years have flown
Until I met you
I won’t say that it was fate
I won’t say that it was destiny
But if not, what could it be that drew you towards me?
Could it be chance?
Till the day that we meet again
Where or when?
I wish I could say
But believe—know that you’ll find me
Promises to keep, we won’t ever need
If only I’d never known
All the burdens I was born to bear
Lived a life without a care in the world safe for you…
But that won’t do
Till the day that we meet again
On our street, I want to believe
In the chance that we’ll share a glance
Promises to keep, we won’t ever need
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