Surrendered fame for love
A dancer's wish for years turned back
I wasn't rich or wise or bad
Just a fool to fall for you
To last so long, you must be mad
You took your chance and fled
Into another's bed
And there I stood just all but dead
A lucky sign I learned the truth
I want to live, but not hate you
I want to fall in love I said
But not with thought of you in head
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