as if it were our last chance
it was our last chance
so we used to dance
On into the night
exhausted with the delight
the delight was too much
the night was as such
Passion filled the desire
the drugs set us on fire
desire drugged passion then we slept
the fire caused the boom so we wept
One of us had to go on to tell
to go on to tell one of us fell
slide down the roof someone may grieve
grieve your loss I had to breathe
A story of you and your beautiful love
the beautiful love of your story above
remember our dance way into the night
the night of love we danced so right
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