A change in the weather, a cloudy day
Was all I ever gave away.
Anyway we only played for small change.
A killer smile, was all it took
Lord himself couldn't pass up that look.
Anyway you only smiled like that once.
Walk with me, was all you'd say
Like I could have turned away.
Anyway it was never about me.
So we're standing on the railway line
You'll go your way and I'll go mine.
Mostly, anyway.
And when this game is played right through
And there's nothing left for me and you
I'll look at you and then I'll say,
Should have saved your poker face for another day.
1 comment:
Sweet.
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