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Follow the steps in time:
1, 2, 3, 4.
The theme of love, in song,
We dance all alone.
Your red hair, fiery perfection,
Matches perfectly the shoes and dress.
I can try, collared shirt and all.
But I can't compare to your beauty.
There was sweet romance,
A love eternal in your eyes.
Where is it now?
Then again, was it ever there?
So now I'll bide my time,
Alone at my piano.
I've sent my heart to hibernate,
And only you can awaken me.