I looked for you
In the dancing school
Waited for you
In the waiting pool
But you weren't showing
Spanish moss growing
The clock struck one
The mouse ran down
Wide awake without a sound
Wishing so softly
You'd hear me calling
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I'll hold the fire
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I'm burning
The letters were writ long ago
On the skin of a horse
With the quill of a crow
Ladies in waiting
Gentlemen skating
Sashay, sashay, and relevé
Where are you, valentine
The golden dream
Upon the screen
Tattoos the end of time
I hold the fire