I Were
Young
And
Beautiful
Again,
I’d
Take
You
For
A
Spin
In
A
Chariot
Drawn
By
A
Team
Of
Wished
For
Dreams,
Along
A
Skyway
Of
Schemes
To
Outlast
Time
And
Space.
We’d
Dwell
There
And
If
The
Spell
Grows
Thin,
We’ll
Begin
All
Over,
Our
Passion
New,
As
Lovers
Always
Do.