| Across a crowded room, stranger ignite
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| Electrical perfume, strangers in fight
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| On wings of love let’s fly away, into the night
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| The seed of lust in bloom
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| We could have started something good
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| We should have started something, but we ended up with
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| Wasted moments, wasted moments
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| As times is passing by, tick, ticking away
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| If only we could try, but what would we say
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| I’ve played these words, a thousand time, day after day
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| And now it’s time to fly away
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| Yeah, we could have started something really good
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| We should have started something, but we ended up with
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| Wasted moments, wasted moments
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| Across the crowded floor, into your arms
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| You’re reaching our for more, ha, dubious charms
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| Face to face and eye to eye
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| You said hello, but I just say goodbye |