take me back to the beauty of the first love

Take me back to that time
The time of a beautiful first love
Where nothing but the purity of our hearts' love mattered
When love was not determined by how many diamonds he can buy me
Or how many dinner dates he can afford
Where love was planted in our hearts and blossomed there
When love letters still made us smile
And playing silly games together had meaning

Take me back to those beautiful days
When that beautiful lady was attracted to his heart and not his wallet
And a woman's heart was what a man sought in her
Where a woman believed she was beautiful, not because of her hair, but because of her heart
When love was genuine and pure

When falling in love still brought butterflies to her stomach
And in his eyes, she saw her husband
A time when a man loved so purely, so beautifully
That in her eyes, he saw the mother to his kids

Take me back to that time
When love didn't have to be so expensive
And simple things made relationships
When he knew she loved him
And she didn't have to guess he loved her
A time when love had meaning still
When a single rose meant, to a woman, what a diamond necklace means today
Take me back
Oh! take me back to the beauty of the first love