Honey, all the movements you've started to make
See me crumble and fall on my face
And I know the mistakes that I made
See it all disappear without trace
And they call as they beckon you on
They say, "Start as you mean to go on"

She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me
And suddenly, the sky is a scissor
Sitting on the floor with a tambourine
Crushing up a bundle of love

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