i think i'm gonna stay
i'll make you love me someday
i'll train to be numb
or at least to act less dumb
i'll lock away the reveries
i'll bury all the memories
sufficiently, i'll remember some things
although no more than just some flings
but that summer night on that terrace
while the others were nowhere near us
i'll keep the memory running inside
that is one thing i will not fight
i'll keep in mind the song that was playing
and the horrible voice who was singing
and all the friends i didn't know
and the buoys with lights that glowed
in the meantime while i don't see you
pretend you miss me, pretend like you do
because maybe if you get used to it
your heart and mine would eventually fit
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