In the realm of love and fate, a notion's often told
That the second time around, is when hearts grow old
A chance to redeem, to make amends for past mistakes
To find the love that lasted, for heartaches that it takes

For in the first flush of love, we often rush and roam
Blinded by passion's fire, we neglect to make it home
But the second time around, we approach with wiser eyes
With hearts that's learned from sorrow, and a deeper, abiding sigh

The first love's like a flame, that burns with fierce delight
But the second love's a ember, that glows with steady light
For in the embers of experience, we find a love that's true
A love that's tempered by time, and a heart that's anew

So let us not be discouraged, by the heartaches of the past
For in the second chance, we find a love that will forever last
For twice a charm, is not just a saying, but a truth we find
That the second time around, is when love's beauty shines.