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He is the one who plays the piano
He is the one who wants to love
She is the one who touched his heart
He made too much of this, of course

I guess that's all
They feel so small
He is the one who wants the crowd to disappear
He is the one who draws them near
He is asleep, deep and cynical
She stays awake to sing sonata

I guess that's all
They feel so small
His dreams are a boat, he's sailing away
He's just a wreck at the end of the day
He mails her a letter
He should have burned
He mails her a letter
He should have burned

He fell in love with a photograph
If he told her the story she'd have to laugh
She feels a distance like a feather
He's just a fool for stormy weather

I guess that's all
They feel so small
His dreams are a boat, he's sailing away
She's just a wreck at the end of the day
He mails her a letter
He should have burned
He mails her a letter
He should have burned
He is the one who plays the piano   He is the one who wants to love   She is the one who touched his heart   He made too much of this, of course      I guess that's all   They feel so small   He is the one who wants the crowd to disappear   He is the one who draws them near   He is asleep, deep and cynical   She stays awake to sing sonata      I guess that's all   They feel so small   His dreams are a boat, he's sailing away   He's just a wreck at the end of the day   He mails her a letter   He should have burned   He mails her a letter   He should have burned      He fell in love with a photograph   If he told her the story she'd have to laugh   She feels a distance like a feather   He's just a fool for stormy weather      I guess that's all   They feel so small   His dreams are a boat, he's sailing away   She's just a wreck at the end of the day   He mails her a letter   He should have burned   He mails her a letter   He should have burned
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