Watching your step can be boring I remember when Love was new when my every thought was of you The joy you brought when you came near The hurt i’d feel when we would part fearing ,i’d never see you again Many things made that time great to pick just one would not be fair now looking back , it’s hard to rate into my memory I seem to stare trying to recall each one We were perfect , I loved you ,You loved me . and what we thought at the time was cute the looks, a simple touch, the caring smiles meant so much to us We even had “Our Song and when it played we felt so special and Each time it played it validated our love, and helped to make us one But then it all changed you didn’t love me as much as I love you How in the world could this be thru Now when our song played it was just a song to you a memory, of some other time, with, what was his name? I have to admit I have moved on Found love again and as for that song it doesn’t hurt any more when I do hear it play, it’s just part of my life is what I hear it say To be in Love, then or now is worth the joy and pain which says to me I’d do it all again