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'Cause I see you now in a different light,
Your eyes don't sparkle, and your smile ain't bright
And your silk smooth touch is like a sow's ear now
And the honey of your lips has gone stale.

The day, finally, it has come,
when you no longer are the sun,
That shines both night and day.
Your frail facade, your carapace
Has shattered now like so much glass
Rvealing thus for me to see
That which you ne'er seemed to be.

'Cause after the wine and the roses and the tears
And after all I've said and done and tried for you, I fear
That the wine is now envinagered,
And the roses are but thorns,
And your sweet salt tears are but bitter brine,
I shall no longer mourn!

The flame has died, the embers out,
The memories all grown wan,
And all love I once held dear
Is faded, to a whisper, though still it is near.
I cannot, as you did, feel hate or feel spite,
But I do see you now, in a different light.


		Copyright (c) 1976, 1986   Daniel V. Klein