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Darling, I
Have cried my eyes to dust
My tears are just a memory
Of what we were once
Darling, you
Were somehow led astray
You somehow were apart of me
Then bled my love away
Just another empty dancer
Just another you left with nothing-
Nothing but a dance
But, darling, why
Do I always start to smile
When I think about your eyes?
I guess it must be the dance…
You say you don’t know how
You say you might learn one day -
Why can’t you love me now?
Darling, I
Have waited for so long
And I will wait forever
As long as you hold on
Another one of your dancers?
Just another you keep around
So you can have your dance?
But, darling, why
Do you always start to smile
When you look into my eyes?
Is it more than the dance?
Don’t think my eyes are dust
I think there’s still a hope in me
That we can still be us
Darling, you
May think you’ve gone astray
But you’ll always be apart of me
Love can’t be bled away
Another one of your dancers
But maybe I’m
More than just a dance
For, darling, I
Have seen it in your eyes,
Though I know you’ll never say -
You love more than the dance