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Where are you now?
Your time has come
And you don't have anything else in your life
To call your own
So what are you waiting for?
Colour me in with pens & paint
It's all coming back to me
I'll be the one you love to hate
But it doesn't come naturally
Here in the presence of the past
I make my getaway.
Rattle your chains & wave your flags
It just brings out the best in me
I was afraid, but now I'm glad
It has this effect on me
Year after year I could have spent
Until my getaway.
Thinking out loud, I raise my glass
And pray for a sailing wind
Up till today, you would have laughed
At me & my silly games
Just when I thought we'd missed our chance
We made our getaway
Long enough to stay.
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