Walking down the avenue,
 I saw someone that looks like you.
A little boy held your hand,
 his father is some other man.

This hurt me way down deep inside;
I thought back to the nights I cried.
Eight years ago last Saturday,
when Joy slipped away.


Seeing you the other night
makes me feel such pain and strife
Now I am so all alone,
no happiness when I get home.

It is a shame that we did part
Things were so nice at the start.
So sad that I had to learn
That your love I had to earn.

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