Ceasar

That was the beginning

An almost perfect match

That would never come apart

I was a dreamer

A poet from the past

But every word came from my heart

I might have been precious

I might have been tough

I could have been meaner then

Or just a little rough

But I would have died for you

And that was a different man

Forever and ever

All ahead full

Of these days I have no regrets

So wild and abandoned

Deep under your spell

Of these hours are no second-best

I might have been freer then

I could be a fool

Maybe I was younger

And had nothing to lose

I might have cried easier

That was a different man

I've still got my humour

I still can make you laugh

You won't see me sinking low

I'm looking for no one

Though I'm good at looking back

Back to places I'll never go

It might have been winter

It could have been spring

Maybe I was thinner then

Times could have been lean

And I might have needed you

That was a different man