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I was a reckless heart
I used to be impulsive and carefree in matters of the heart.
You were a dancin’ queen
You were someone who loved to dance, full of life and energy.
Those postcards took us places we’d never seen
We explored new places through exchanged postcards.
I would watch you twirlin’ down the boulevard
I fondly remember watching you dance along the street.
We were born to burn the night
We were destined to make the most of the night, shining brightly like shooting stars.
Like shooting stars
Our time together felt ephemeral, like the fleeting beauty of shooting stars.
I won’t ask you for an alibi
I won't demand an explanation from you.
If you won’t ask me for the reasons why
Similarly, I don't expect you to question my motives.
And when the morning comes
As morning arrives, reflecting on our moments by the sea.
We were standing at the sea
We stood together, a ghostly memory from the past.
A friendly ghost that only comes to life
A metaphorical apparition, a memory that comes to life selectively.
In my haunted memory
Recalling a vivid image from my haunted recollections.
Smell of the sweet summer rain
The scent of summer rain remains vivid in my memory.
On my face
The raindrops touching my face, a sensory recollection.
Those days just go on forever
Those days seemed endless, a time of bliss and joy.
Sweet saving grace
A comforting and divine influence, like a saving grace.
We were lying just a blanket of grass
We lay together on a grassy blanket, carefree and content.
Not a care to chase
No worries to pursue, just enjoying the moment.
I prayed it would never end
I wished fervently that these moments would never end.
No one could take your place
Your unique presence was irreplaceable.
I won’t ask you for an alibi
Similar to before, I won't demand an explanation.
If you won’t ask me for the reasons why
I expect the same understanding from you.
And when the morning comes
As morning breaks, it all seems unchanged to me.
It was all the same to me
The memories persist, a recurring ghostly presence.
A friendly ghost that only comes to life
Just like before, a friendly ghost that comes alive in my memories.
In my haunted memory
These memories continue to haunt my thoughts.
Darlin put your dancing shoes on
An invitation to relive the joy, urging you to dance once again.
Under a silver sky
Under a captivating silver sky, setting the stage.
City lights like firecrackers
The city lights mimic firecrackers, illuminating the night.
Bursting in the night
A visual spectacle, like fireworks bursting in the darkness.
We don’t need no floor
We don't need a dance floor, just cherishing this moment.
Just this moment in time
Emphasizing the present, mending hearts and calming minds.
Mended hearts
A desire for a future without goodbyes.
Peaceful minds
Similar to earlier, I won't demand an explanation.
And no more goodbyes
Hoping you won't question the reasons behind our experiences.
I won’t ask you for an alibi
As morning arrives, realizing it was all just a dream.
If you won’t ask me for the reasons why
Similar to before, a ghostly memory that felt so real.
And when the morning comes
The dream fades as morning sunlight takes over.
It was all just a dream
Once again, acknowledging it was all part of a dream.
A friendly ghost that only comes to life
Reiterating the presence of a friendly ghost in these memories.
In my haunted memory
Reflecting on the haunting nature of these memories.
When the morning comes
Morning arrives, and the dream is exposed as unreal.
It was all just a dream
Reiterating the dream-like nature of the experiences.
A friendly ghost that only comes to life
A friendly ghost, a memory that appears alive in my thoughts.
In my haunted memory
Continuing to acknowledge the lingering presence of these memories.
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