Like the love that you gave
It was all just pretend
Nothing we do could ever save
The wilted feelings we felt in the end.
And like the plastic flowers on the table
We couldn’t do anything more than we’re able
Like the love that you gave
It was all just pretend
Nothing we do could ever save
The wilted feelings we felt in the end.
And like the plastic flowers on the table
We couldn’t do anything more than we’re able
Look at the mirror
See a face
Sometimes I see the reflection of the real me
But oftentimes
She hides so far away that she’s out of reach
Without a word and without hesitation
Without looking back, he left
The stars, they call
Calling me back
But I cling to this world
Contented at looking up at them.
But they continue to call
Even when I constantly ignore them.
I saw the moon tonight
Shinning brightly
I feel peace rush over me
I wanted to hear its serenade
But the evening traffic forced me to bid adieu
One, two, three
I’m hoping you’ll love me
Four, five, six
I need your loving fix
Seven, eight, nine
I pray you will be mine
Counting until ten
Wondering if you’ll love me, and when
They’re all marching
Arm in arm
Everyone smiling
Pearly whites showing
Cameras flashing
He waits, excitedly shivering
Looking like Prince Charming
Or a knight in armor shining
His eyes, they seem like dancing
In the altar I arrive
He smiles as we wait for his bride
And I wonder
Would I look wonderful in white?
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