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[00:01.22]At Last - Jukebox the Ghost
[00:11.45]He was a songwriter writing songs about a girl
[00:16.58]She was a ghostwriter lying to the world
[00:21.60]And in deep anticipation
[00:24.16]Of a day that she had written
[00:26.85]And by her own admission she'd be picked up kissed and twirled
[00:37.94]He was a fearful boy  watchful of the earth  worried that it might split apart and he wouldn't hear it first
[00:47.94]And he'd be caught in some position  like a broken old physician  and worst of all he feared that it would hurt
[01:02.56]He's pouring his heart out  is nothing gonna come of that  So when can he finally say  at last  at last  at last  at last
[01:16.88]Oh i thought you'd never ask
[01:34.26]Oh  700 letters  she cataloged them all
[01:39.82]Dated them and numbered them  and then hid them down below
[01:44.95]She would always keep them  once a year she'd read them  each time she'd be thinking  somehow  he must know
[02:00.91]She's pouring her heart out  is nothing gonna come of that  So when can she finally say  at last  at last  at last  at last  oh i thought you'd never ask
[02:43.99]Outside of his apartment  the night was blanketed in mist  she stood looking up at his light and thinking what it meant
[02:54.68]It meant that he was in there breathing  what was it he was thinking  It was of her she wished she wished
[03:08.60]They're pouring their hearts out  is nothing gonna come of that
[03:13.66]So when can they finally say  at last  at last  at last  at last  oh I thought you'd never ask
[03:25.97]At last  at last  at last  at last
[03:29.85]Oh I thought you'd never ask