The Elevator
Boy, I know who you are
Your skin is my skin as your blood is my blood
Nothing’s wrong
It’s just a celebration
I can’t just keep them waiting
I’ll miss you when I’m gone
Let me go
Here comes the elevator
I hoped I’d never say it
But I’ll miss you when I’m gone
Girl, I feel where you’re coming from
Pure imagination, you’re love made of love
Fourth of July plays in my mind
Gunpowder sky burned in blue red and white
Ashes to ashes and dust gone to dust
Nothing’s wrong
It’s just a celebration
I can’t just keep them waiting
Gonna miss you when I’m gone
Let me go
Here comes the elevator
I hoped I’d never say it
Gonna miss you when I’m gone
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