Wipe off that lazy smile from your face.
I've never felt so far out of place.
Your cracked facade is breaking right in two.
With everything I've heard here tonight,
it's probably going to lead to the right
decision delayed before,
when I met you.
All of my memories still exist,
but fall apart now when I miss
that phone call late at night
when you don't come home.
And all the time we spent overseas
was just a prelude to this new disease,
the malady which leaves us both alone.
And that's
all left
to chance.
We dance,
we fight,
we run.
We might
be undone.
Do little too late,
fate intervenes with my veins,
taking the name away,
leaving me with just "you."
Too little to rate,
I won't remember you anyway.
Dance for me.