These adulterous conservative Republicans were no surprise to me. I've had too many come on to me in the past. But I was reminded of a song I wrote.
Too Late
copyright Patricia M. Shannon 2000
(chorus)
Oh, tell me,
why did it have to be you?
Why did it have to me?
Why did we have to meet,
after it was too late?
(verse)
We were both very happy with our families;
we weren't looking for fireworks, we were enjoyoing the peace.
We were being good neighbors at the PTA,
joined the same committee for the school Christmas play.
And then, it happened; It sounds so corny to say;
being struck by lightning is such a cliche.
(chorus)
So tell me
why did it have to be you?
Why did it have to me?
Why did we have to meet,
after it was too late?
(verse)
If we had married each other, and were just now meeting our mates,
would the same thing be happening, is it only biological fate?
If our lives were different we could play things out,
throw our hearts to each other with never a doubt.
But what does it matter what might have been,
if we hurt our families, we never, never could win.
(chorus)
So tell me
why did it have to be you?
Why did it have to me?
Why did we have to meet,
after it was too late?
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