| They sat together
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| In the park
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| As the evening sky grew dark
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| She looked at him
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| He felt a spark tingle to his bones
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| 'Twas then he felt alone
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| And wished that he’d gone straight
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| And watched out for a simple twist of fate
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| They walked down by the old canal
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| Got a little confused, I remember well
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| And then they stopped
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| In a strange hotel
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| With the neon burning bright
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| He felt the heat of night
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| Hit him like a freight train
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| And moving with a simple twist of fate
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| Saxophone some place nearby played
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| She was walking on by the arcade
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| As a light burst through a beat up shade
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| But he was waking up
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| She dropped a coin into a cup
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| Of a blind man at the gate
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| And forgot about a simple twist of fate
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| He woke up
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| And the room was bare
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| He didn’t see her
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| Anywhere
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| He told himself
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| He didn’t care
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| He pushed the window
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| Open wide
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| He felt an
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| Emptiness inside
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| To which he just could not relate
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| Brought on by a simple twist of fate
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| He hears the ticking of the clocks
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| Small waves whisper to the rocks
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| He hunts her down
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| By the waterfront docks
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| Where the sailors all come in
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| Perhaps he’ll see her once again
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| How long must he wait
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| Once more
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| For a simple
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| Twist of fate
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| People tell me it’s a crime
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| To feel too much
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| At any one time
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| All it cost me was a dime
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| But the bells refuse to ring
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| He was born in the spring
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| But I was born too late
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| To blame it on
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| A simple twist of fate |