If we take a break and start all over again Will you remember me like I was back then
Anxious love and arrested gaze While you tell me all about your single days
I walk you home 'neath the starry skies And I'll compliment your pretty eyes Maybe I'll write you a letter
We stand around and watch the sun go down You see, our love was bound for the lost and found We can turn it around, oh
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