Past Yet Untold

Where would we

Be without anything to do

All surprises would stop feeling new

Would we still care?

No mare tales

Or journey’s from young to old

They’d be just like the ones we’ve been told

Would we still share?

Yes I know, yes I know

Oh what a silly thing to believe

Yes I know, yes I know

Oh darling, It’s all just a tease

How we smile

And all laugh at the ironic things

What if each day had nothing new to bring

Would we still care

I believe

That if it all was true

And there are probably only be a few

Would we still care?