A teenage wedding, Halloween,
A Pagan priest, an ancient rite.
There was no one to stand between,
The two of them that autumn night.

He had a job, they got a place,
A second story three room flat.
What otherwise would go to waste,
They furnished their new home with that.

And then there came a baby boy,
Their blessing and again their curse.
He brought into their home such joy,
But finances became much worse.

So there were fights and arguments,
She cheated then and he did too.
The vows that they had never meant,
Were cast aside and they were through.

This happened all so long ago,
The baby boy is now a man.
The teenagers, now gray and old,
Where once was love, now nothing stands.