I Sometime Think I Was Born In the Wrong Era
Good day miss,
Tail coats and top hats, women with gowns; modest yet elegant.
In a time where chivalry was alive and courting was considered the norm.
A time where a man would commit to his love and marry.
A time where people would talk to one another and not be glued to electronic devices.
A time where music was actually beautiful and poetry was still alive.
A time where lengthy eye contact was considered first base.
Family time in the drawing room, children playing on the streets..
Its all gone, vanished!
Take me back..
Take me back to a time where i considered the world to be my home...
Tail coats and top hats, women with gowns; modest yet elegant.
In a time where chivalry was alive and courting was considered the norm.
A time where a man would commit to his love and marry.
A time where people would talk to one another and not be glued to electronic devices.
A time where music was actually beautiful and poetry was still alive.
A time where lengthy eye contact was considered first base.
Family time in the drawing room, children playing on the streets..
Its all gone, vanished!
Take me back..
Take me back to a time where i considered the world to be my home...