An almost perfect match
 That would never come apart
 I was a dreamer
 A poet from the past
 But every word came from my heart
 I might have been precious
 I might have been tough
 I could have been meaner then
 Or just a little rough
 But I would have died for you
 And that was a different man

 Forever and ever
 All ahead full
 Of these days I have no regrets
 So wild and abandoned
 Deep under your spell
 Of these hours are no second-best
 I might have been freer then
 I could be a fool
 Maybe I was younger
 And had nothing to lose
 I might have cried easier
 That was a different man

 I've still got my humour
 I still can make you laugh
 You won't see me sinking low
 I'm looking for no one
 Though I'm good at looking back
 Back to places I'll never go
 It might have been winter
 It could have been spring
 Maybe I was thinner then
 Times could have been lean
 And I might have needed you
 That was a different man