What a perfect day you could have been,
You became like any other.
What happened to the promised rain?
To the rainbows against the sun?
Such a perfect day this could have been,
If you had said nothing at all
No expectations to keep of you
Our song I could have sung.
Oh! A perfect time this should have been,
Such a realistic portrait drawn,
A sip of wine and maybe cigarettes,
Between the ballroom dance.
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