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I´m wondering if my thoughts of her
have ever crossed her thoughts of me
and if they´re half as clear as mine
and if there´ll ever be a time
for us to journey once again
as lovers and as trusted friends
what if the best is yet to come
and this was only the first part run
get a hold of yourself
don´t worry about the aftermath
there is noone after you
or on your back
get a hold of yourself
don´t worry about the aftermath
there is noone after you
there is noone after you
there is noone after you
but the everyday just can´t compete
with the beauty of a polaroid
The fairytale endures complete
and her eyes are always full of joy
like a frozen glimpse of butterflies
on a colorized celluloid sky
she waves her cheerful last goodbye
and begs for me to let passed things slide
get a hold of yourself
don´t worry about the aftermath
there is noone after you
noone on your back
get a hold of yourself
don´t worry about the aftermath
there is noone after you
there is noone after you
there is noone after you