Second Time Around - Etta Jones, Houston Person

Love is lovelier, the second time around

Just as wonderful, with both feet on the ground

It’s that second time you hear your love song sung

Makes you think perhaps that love, like youth, is wasted on the young

Love’s more comfortable the second time you fall

Like a friendly home the second time you call

Who can say, what brought us to this miracle we’ve found

There are those who’d bet

Love comes but once — and yet

I’m oh so glad we met

The second time around