Now And Then, ©1975 by Gordon Lightfoot

I think this time 
You've said enough to make me want to leave this place 
Still I keep coming back for more of the same to fan the dyin' flame 
Here inside these walls that seem to move a little closer every day
There must be a way out of this crazy game we play out to the end
Let us just pretend a while 
Think about the good things now and then

I think this time 
That was the best time that we two had ever known 
We tried the handle of the house upon the shore and found the open door 
Once inside we found a curious moonbeam doing dances on the floor 
We were only playing like two children who had stayed away from school 
Two of us could not be wrong 
Heaven knows who keeps the golden rule 

I think this time 
We've learned enough to know that nothing is the same 
Abd still the pounding of my heart hasn't changed and leaving's so strange 
Here among my thoughts of you I find a gentle longing to be free 
There must be a way out of this crazy game we play out to the end 
Take away the in between 
Think about the good things now and then
 
We will see the day when you or I will stay or face up to the end 
Let us just pretend a while 
And think about the good things now and then