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Be if they stay in my dining room She makes the candles weep It’s after fall get my pinning hand Still I refuse to sleep I start and start and start again and try not to pretend That this letter I will write to you is one to make the cent If that was romances Then what is love We had our chances And can’t be undone When we came to Paris And tonight see round If that was romances Why did you go home I’m staring at my piano keys But I refuse to play It’s like an unfinished melody If that start too much to say Being this where the papers drive It’s waiting for the world From my windmill spinning in my mind And the voice I never heard If that was romances Then what is love We had our chances And can’t be undone When we kind it Paris And tonight see round If that was romances Why did you go home Home home home Walking blindly on the angry so skies To the merry place when that One of us remembers I want this can’t forget If that was romances Then what is love We had our chances And can’t be undone When we kind it Paris And tonight see round If that was romances Why did you go home