It was hard, you know
Looking back at chasms
Hoping for an hour, hoping for a sound
Hoping not to lose what I am
To gossips I will tell
That I am still standing with my memory
I dance and I laugh and I sing...
I no longer feel the savory flavor
My city is celebrating I turn on the TV
On the day sadder than my sun is you
And the phone rings again
With everything I have to do now
I don't deny myself because your voice is beautiful
Friend of wild hangovers
We will meet again to drink
Californian Cabernet from '94
And warm smile
I no longer feel the savory flavor
Just happy without the TV
On the saddest day, if anything, my sun is you

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