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He said he doesn't believe in fate
But he'll leave her to chance
He long confessed that he's hot & cold
Just so he won't break her heart.

She's disillusioned
Trapped in her crystal ball of sepia memories
She has no great expectations
But is she losing faith?

He talked about tangible things like matter
He said they're not solid now
Did he mean liquid or gas?
She hopes distance apart over time apart isn't the speed they'll fall out of love.

She says, well Darling
I hope that you're warm and happy tonight
I miss you and I need you
But maybe you've found someone else to hold tight
So all I can say now is goodnight.