SomAetimes I find I get to thinkiEng of the pastA
We swoAre to each other then that our lovEe would surely lastA
You kept right on loving, IE went on a fastA
Now I am too thin and your lovEe is too vastA
But I knDow from your eyesA
And I knoDw from your smilAe
That toniDght will be fine, will be Afine, will be fine
Will be finEe foE7r a whileA