| If we should come too close, we run away
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| Didn’t we want this after all
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| Climbing so high that we become afraid
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| What if we can’t survive the fall
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| For as we dance the orchestra plays blind and scoreless
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| Still the symphony never strays
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| Even when the moonlight turns your heart to stone
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| Lying side by side, feels like you’re alone
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| These eyes, wide awake ‘til dawn
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| Watch an endless night
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| After the love has gone
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| Are we just faces from a masquerade
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| Banging our heads against the wall
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| These are the days we rush to come of age
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| No turning back, but i recall…
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| A place of midsummer madness
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| Played with the senses
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| On the edge of a timeless page
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| Once upon a cold night on the wings of a storm
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| In enchanted light, lovers and dreams were born
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| Soul rise, life’s eternal sun
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| That grows old and died
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| After the love has gone
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| Love is a tapestry life can fray at the corners
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| But it’s colours should never fade
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| When you’re love has gone
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| Love becomes a fine wine slowly spilt from the grail
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| It’s a bed of nails no one can lie upon
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| This time live and breathe as one
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| For it’s much too late after the love has gone |