
Shame it's over , I was the light and the days of them all, well push me over I’m flat on my back and having a ball and just look who’s laughing ...
What if I flew like a dove dear what if I wooed you in rhyme. There’s nothing left , nothing that’s good left for me now.
I’ll just go and sleep with strangers, I’ll live like a lord in a tower ‘sos in the city there’s too much air that I can’t dream at night .
It’s all over there are so few days left to grasp, well you can push me over but I’ll be the last of people to fall and I'm going to look who's laughing .
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