You used to be my hero,
so strong and brave,
I felt if trouble found me
you'd be there to save,

me from harm or sorrow,
you helped in sickness to
and through the hardest time in life
yes, you were for me too.

You gave me more than any man
could ever or would ever do,
and happiness was common
in the world of we two.

What a crashing blow it was
to find we'd lived a lie
and all the tender kisses
who's meaning slipped on by.

The pity was those many years
that I spent loving you,
no, on second thought the wasted time
was wondering what did I do.

I'd have easily taken blame
if I could have laid it on,
something that I did or said,
but that was very wrong,

For we were really something
that should not have gone that way,
because my love, love isn't
something that you play.

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