Anything but goodbye
Last conservative
Love lives in old sonnets
And dying flowers
Hold on for dear life
As we force our finest hour
And dying flowers
Hold on for dear life
As we force our finest hour
Call it a shame
Call it a crime
Now I look like a man out of time
We can't see a thing
With these stars in our eyes
Just call it anything but goodbye
Anything but goodbye
We'll make up an excuse
To trip blindly through the night
Looking for a light
I tried to give you gold
But you give me this game
I blow at the embers
But I can't feel your flame
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