Brazil
If life gave you a second chance
With the one that got away
What would you do
I know she’s not her
But she has her smile
Her eye’s
She dances better
And on the floor
Has me under her Heart
But she’s not her
Feels like I’ve gone through time
Back to that first moment
When we first met
Only this time
It’s not her
It’s another
I won’t let history repeat it’s self
I’ll admire this image of the past
But I won’t treat her as if she’s her
I’ll dance with her
Not like any other
When we dance
She dances with my Heart
It’s the closest my Heart will ever get
To those moments
So far lost through the tears of time
A cruel torcher to the memories
How far will I let this go
Where am I going with this
To the end of a song
Or will this leave the floor
-Fin-
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