One day she'll fly free,
And then where'll we be?
Home alone, you and me.
Up to it, well, are we?
You take this room, I'll that.
Clean our place in none flat.
Sorry, I won't be long,
While I finish this song.
Stop!
Calm it down.
Not a sound,
All around.
Look!
In the eyes,
Tell no lies,
No disguise.
See! (Forever)
What you got,
Quite a lot,
And she's hot.
Love! (Forever)
All the years,
No more fear,
Persevere.
One day she'll fly free,
One heart split into three.
Hers, yours and then there's mine.
Mundane into divine.
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