There'll be another song for me,
and I will sing it.
There'll be another dream for me,
and someone will bring it.
I will taste the wine,
you'll never, catch me looking at the sun.
And after all the loves of my life, after all the loves of my life,
you'll still be the one.
I will take my life into my hands
and I will use it.
I will win the worship in
their eyes and I will lose it.
I will have my desires and my passions
thrown like ribbons to the sky
An d after all the loves of my life,
af ter all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you an
d wondering why
This time we almost made the pieces fit,
didn't we?
This time we almost made some sense of it,
didn't we?
This time, I had the answer right
here in my hand
Then I touched it,
and it had turned to sand
This time we almost sang our song to the moon,
didn't we?
This time we almost made it right to the moon,
didn't we?
This time, we almost made
our poem write
And this time,
we almost made that long,
Didn't we almost make it
Didn't
This time
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