Strolling down the pavement
A twinkle in your stride
I won’t be the only one
To be left behind
Should you choose to leave
You’d walk out the door
Lucid, tanned, healthy, real
You’ve got a stranger’s hand,
But not a lover’s eye
You’ve got to leave it falling all the time
But no love’s lost
You could be the one who sleeps through
All that’s real
… (?)
Walk away! Walk away! Walk away! Walk away!
… (?)
You could have been everything!
Walk away! Walk away! Walk away! Walk away!
… (?)
You could have been everything!
(repeat)
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