There is only now.
Je suis levé trop tard comme d’habitude.
So we get down with our fuzzy mirrors and swear everything is just fine
Count the scars
Read all the days of my passion
I have come a long way to where I am today and yet there is so much more ahead
of the love that used to be
Tired of making out on the telephone
I just wanted to dance
Lived by me for me
Everybody says it, but what does it mean to me?
To be continued
and she could be jivin’ too
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