some were big and some were small
in the dust, I watched them fall
with all their pretty little flaws
up I went, I climbed the tower
you sent pictures of many flowers
I stood close, it seemed like hours
hanging on when all seemed dour
I still check now and again
window open so I sneak in
it is not a mortal sin
this is how it all begins
disingenuous was their game
we only had our self to blame
with a match, you set my flame
one more victory to my name
I didn't think I'd come this far
you sing sweet with no guitar
hand in hand we leave the bar
hugging close, we reached my car
three years come and three years gone
it really never seemed this long
we play, on and on and on
I changed the tempo, not the song
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