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when you become a stranger again how closed your eyes will be narrowing me to three short feet across a room of drunken revelry youre having the time of my life and i love you much too late there are things id like when you say my name to me like some amusing piece of food between your teeth then i will know that its completely over wont you say my name to me youre having the time of my life and i think you got it right its an envy making green says your eyes only see me if i had another last chance and we met again for the first time i would listen to your heart i would start back at the start there are things id like to say so many things id like to change |