And she's moved away, away to Japan
thats what she told me but I find it hard to believe
You can always relive the memory
You can always relive the memory
He wants to act a movie,
she would rather play with her dolls
So I climbed into the chest and cried
I've got no one to play, no one to play!
We visit his place everyday
Every morning before work
I like to re-kindle a fire
a fire to burn under my bed
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