I've never kissed a pig with my eyes closed Nor have I ever held a hand of time However, there was once when I proposed But that was back when I was in my prime I still recall how much she loved to dance She'd laugh at me and make my face turn red She taught me all the secrets of romance That love was what one did, not what one said I search the shadows for her purple hue I take her mem'ry everywhere I go Its smile has it's own special shade of blue Its taste so sweet no one could ever know They tell me only time mends broken hearts I wonder just how long before it starts. by Daniel Turner