Ok So You have been there and done that.
And have come out unscathed.
Or maybe You have shielded yourself so well
That your past is deep down in a well.
So I guess there's no point talking about a summer romance.
Or about your fateful last dance.
So I will just come straight to the point.
How much of you is game for a chance?
How much of you is still afraid of breaking
How much of you unafraid of taking?
I am not talking about hot summer flings
I am talking about the pain which a loveless winter brings.
You may have the peace of someone well tested.
But do You have the passion which is still not rested?
We could be safe and politely say good bye.
Maybe in another world, maybe another try.
Or we could be insane again, go asking for trouble
So that Fate once again reduces us to rubble.
So tell me now if You are in or out
Because I am going in without a doubt.
And today if I am just a whisper away
Waiting for you to make your way
Tommorrow it will take you more than a cry
Because with time my love will dry.
(Inspired by the movie Mamma Mia! on a Sunday morning)