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When we play our charade |
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We were like children posing |
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Playing at games, acting out names |
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Guessing the parts we played |
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Oh, what a hit we made |
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We came on next to closing |
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Best on the bill, lovers until |
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Love left the masquerade |
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Fate seemed to pull the strings |
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I turned and you were gone |
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While from the darkened wing |
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The music box played on |
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Sad little serenade |
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Song of my heart's composing |
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I hear it still, |
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I always will |
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Best on the bill, charade |
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Fate seemed to pull the strings |
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I turned and you were gone |
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While from the darkened wing |
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The music box played on |
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Sad little serenade |
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Song of my heart's composing |
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I hear it still, guess |
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I always will |
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Best on the bill, charade |
