Love was a cruel girl tossed out in the dark
Never to return, never thought you’d wander so far
And like the gamblers say
Live it up while you’ve got it baby; live it up till it’s all gone
Love was a feeling I once had in my hands
Rotten to the marrow when I tossed away my foolish plans
And caught the night bus home and I,
Got a job because I needed the money,
A good job will make you happy
Love was your shaking hands on a balancing pole,
The only time you looked down, the only time you ever lost control
And left the tightrope there,
Above a speechless public a thousand eyes were saying
Love was an old car spinning to its end,
In the twilight of winter it’s hard to see the ice on the bend
And love is a pantomime,
A foolish and drunken stupor that I can’t remember
Love, make me honest give me speed and a painless birth
Give me minutes, give me hours, give me days,
Give me one more night on earth,
So I might say with grace that I,
Knew you just a little bit longer before I leave this place

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