.If I was pure
Just like fresh laid snow
On the ground
In Prospect Park
Then Iâd be there
In your blue-green gaze
Instead of here
In this hot dark place
And I know
And Iâm sorry
I left you
Hanging high and dry
Went off to chase my latest
Shot at a
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