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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required People are dancing on the rooftop, I can hear the wineglasses kiss cheek to cheek. Music drips down to the sidewalk with laughter, wrapping itself around neon lights; And It did not stop at my outstretched hands. It did not see me standing there. The streets are cold and the wind cuts across my face; things have changed along the way. Friends are gone and so has my love; I guess it is me and the night now, Me and the shadows beneath my dreams. Between this life and the next, Between forgiveness and regret, We shall dance away the night with the soft sand between our toes. Some stagger on stillettoes while others wait by the phone; We hold our dreams in our fist and try to make it last the night. When it gets lonely in the dark the lies sell higher on the street; And in your heart a stone is set for each promise you did not keep. It doesn't mean a thing to me now. It doesn't mean anything without you. I never wanted the whole world; I just wanted you and the earth to stop spinning so much. Between you and me, There is the deep blue sea. Between my heart and your lips there are a thousand different reasons. I look in the mirror and the wrinkles are deepening on my face. I do not know this person staring strangely back at me. They are telling me on which street corner I am allowed to stand; that they have measured my pain and proof read my confession. Now the wet smell of the ocean is closing in on me and I do not think I can stay back this time. Will you walk with me to the ocean front? Will you hold my hand beside the shore? Between earth and heaven All our sins will be forgiven, Between dawn and birth of a song We shall fall in love again.
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