 close your eyes,
now can you see
you and me at 53 â"
it's happening
then again,
what if I blew
my head off
like a cartoon
and drift away
what did I do?
I met you there â"
half-past-two
we took a walk
through the park
in ragged shows
under the stars
I was confused
by what you wrote
in the sand and
did it say,
"I'll see things
a different way"?
'cause I do
but I wouldn't want
to be somebody's accident
like some small part of
some sad lover's happiness
I know that it's wrong
and it's all my fault,
I'm sorry
it's nothing new
the moon makes me
follow through with anything
but it's too late
I was in doubt too many days
you figured out I'm no good
but I wouldn't want
to be somebody's accident
like some small part of
some flat jumper's packages
I know that it's wrong,
but what's done is done,
I'm sorry
what can I say?
am I a broken man or just a fool
who's never learned to choose,
who's born to sing the blues?
but I wouldn't want
to be somebody's accident
like some small part of
some sad lover's happiness
well, I know it's wrong,
that we've come undone,
I'm sorry
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