Ask to dance,
Take your chances.
Ten years past
And the stakes are not quite so high.

Winter games,
Spring romances,
Younger lives,
And a love that was born to die

No matter where you go or what you do,
This life goes on in spite of you,
I have found a happiness outside your own.
Got my B.A. and J.D. and
Life since then's the third degree
But virtue isn't virtue
'Til it stands alone

I miss it still.
Truth to tell, I think I always will.
Superseded, not replaced
Hurting eyes in high school classrooms
Wasted afternoons and cookie tastes
Midway wine and walks along
This thin life of a line
But I feel fine
(Baby's good to me,
you know, she said so.)

Ask to dance,
Take your chances.
Ten years past
And the stakes are not quite so high.