I wish I could unrecall how we almost had it all
Dancing phantoms on the terrace
Are they second-hand embarrassed
That I can't get out of bed?
'Cause something counterfeit's dead
I wish I could unrecall how we almost had it all
Dancing phantoms on the terrace
Are they second-hand embarrassed
That I can't get out of bed?
'Cause something counterfeit's dead
What if he's written mine on my upper thigh only in my mind?
What if he's written mine on my upper thigh only in my mind?