This Time, I Don't Want to Be Right

A Girl Who No Longer Exists
I might be wrong but our days of rose-colored glances are gone
I might be wrong but our days of midnight loving have passed
We'll never share another passionate kiss at the break of dawn
We'll never again make each other's hearts beat unbearably fast

Tell me that I'm mistaken, tell me that we haven't forsaken
our love for something less noble, more worldly and everyday
Tell me that I don't know what I'm saying, that my mind's decaying
and that we can enjoy many more acts in our romantic play

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