Quite simply this says, we can't travel double harness in different directions.
Baby, you go your way. Baby, I'll go mine.
Both of us are babies,born into troubled times.
Baby, I forgive you,but what you did was wrong.
I know we're only human, but I've got to move along.
There isn't any question,
our paths are not the same.
We both have learned our lesson,
and we can share the blame.
Mine was too-long-waiting. Yours, the thing you've done.
It shouldn't end in hating, but trust is something won.
We can share forgiving, and 'wish-you-well' affection.
But we cannot share our living, in different directions.
There isn't any question.
there is a price to pay.
Let's ask for Heaven's Blessing,
and both be on our way.
Baby, you go your way.
Baby, I'll go mine.
Both of us are babies,
born into troubled times.
( © 1998- "Future Folk" Music-Betty Curtis )
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