| He said: «Just think it over, and write me a list,
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| «So we can figure out what we both deserve.»
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| She hardly could believe it, that their love had come to this:
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| Dividing an’deciding his and hers.
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| But she grabbed a paper napkin, an’asked the waitress for a pen.
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| An’one by one, she wrote down what she wanted most from him.
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| «Honesty, sincerity, tenderness and trust.
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| «A little less time for the rest of the world,
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| «And more for the two of us.
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| «Kisses each mornin', 'I love you’s’at night,
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| «Just like it used to be.
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| «The way life was when you were in love with me.»
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| She reached across the table an’placed it in his hand,
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| An’said: «You know this isn’t easy for me.»
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| As he thought about the new car, the house an’the land,
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| An’wondered what that bottom line would be.
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| An’a thousand other things that she’d want him to leave behind,
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| But he never dreamed he’d open up that napkin and find:
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| «Honesty, sincerity, tenderness and trust.
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| «A little less time for the rest of the world,
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| «And more for the two of us.
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| «Kisses each mornin', 'I love you’s’at night,
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| «Just like it used to be.
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| «The way life was when you were in love with me.»
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| Well, he fought back the tears, as he looked in her eyes,
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| An’said: «I don’t know where to start.»
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| An’she said: «Everything on that list in your hand,
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| «Is hidden somewhere in your heart.
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| «Honesty, sincerity, just like it used to be.
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| «The way life was when you were in love with me.» |