in this world you can learn to dance when there's no tomorrow.
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Like the constellations up in the sky
They’ll never see the morning light like you and I
I sit and wait here, playing house in my mind
You’re running late, dear, or am I off on the time?
“Could have been” makes me stay
So fucked up, just a minute too late
But I’ll keep making a bed for two
I’ll keep making a bed for you
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