He seemed so happy with his delicate hand
  But all he needed was some fresh air
  She seemed so happy with her delicate eyes
  But all she needed was some drive
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  Standing on the edge, she goes into her head
  If he could just reach out
  And cut this flame
  He'd be okay, he'd be alright
    He plays this game like he's done it before
  With open hands and with a step backwards
  She plays this game like she's done it before
  With open lips and with a sour face, and
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    And he seemed so delicate
  But all she needed was some time, and
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    He cannot call for what he did last night
  On rainy days he is the last one there
  She cannot wait for the telephone to ring
  On sunny days she is the first one to tan
    Standing on the edge
  She goes back up into her head
  If he could just reach out and cut this flame
  He'd be okay, He'd be alright