1st love

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I left my first loveBack home,
you know,
I left him So to America I could go.
He sent me red roses,
He told my mom
To give the roses to me,
And he sent me his name
To carry on a chain!
Each time he called me,
Each letter he sent,
He made me cry,
So I told my momTo let the roses die.
Years have passed.
He said he would come to see me,
And I said, Do it if you must.
So we talked for hours,
About our lives and our past.
Our getting togetherWas a sweet sorrow,
But it could not bring back
The old lust.
By now our roads
Were covered with dust.
We had steak,
And we drank the red wine,
And he said not to change,
To stay sweet;