your brother and my sister no sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved, but they sighed; no sooner sighed, but they asked one another the reason: no sooner knew the reason, but they sought the remedy.
William Shakespeare
As You Like It. Act V, Scene II (1599)
When you met he was a stranger but in just an hour of two
He said that he’d been looking for someone just like you
So you got your lines together and you sang your siren’s song
And he knew just how to follow right along
Call it anything but love if it’s a hurting game you play
Call it anything but love must be a better word to say
So you gave him what he wanted and you took what he would give
But you couldn’t give a reason why your love should ever live
Now you’re about to spend another night and you’re all alone again
You might make it through if you can find some kind of friend
He had a way to make you feel so new
A way to make you feel alive
But he’s already gotten over you
Well I guess you always said it was a game you’d never win
Now it’s slipping through your fingers once again
You never did believe me and you thought I got so tough
When I said that you were losing and you’d never get enough
Now you’re right back where you started only killing precious time
I guess this kind of game’s not treating you so kind
©Copyright 1983 Mountain Park Music
(BMID/Dayspring Music, a division of Word, Inc. (BMI)
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