Listen to the rhythm
of a song we once cheered
swaying alone
in a volley of tears
couples were paired in twos
has it really been years?
they are playing our song
yeah
but they're playing it wrong
the music seems too long
this can’t be our song
or else we didn’t listen
'cause it's a sad, sad song
listen to the music
love parted by murder
chilled to the bone
since I laid you under
I miss being your wife
is dying a blunder?
they are playing our song
yeah
but they're playing it wrong
in memories I sway--
spirit loose, disarrayed--
let’s share infinity
wherever you may be
by your side I belong
love maintains the rhythm
of a done-me-wrong song
that sounds all wrong
am I in your dreams there
I sense you everywhere
you're the only one who cares
they are playing our song
yeah
but they're playing it wrong
fate is forecasting
that love’s everlasting
we're living the lyrics
death parting us was wrong
crying again . . . sad song
loving you . . . swaying too
in your arms . . . anew
……………… we too
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I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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