Strolling down the pavement

A twinkle in your stride

I won't be the only one

To be left behind

Should you choose to leave

You'd walk out the door

Lucid, tanned, healthy, real

You've got a stranger's hand,

But not a lover's eye

You've got to leave it falling all the time

But no love's lost

You could be the one who sleeps through

All that's real

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Walk away! Walk away! Walk away! Walk away!

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You could have been everything!

Walk away! Walk away! Walk away! Walk away!

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You could have been everything!

(repeat)