Fly away from me,
Ma cherie.
I'll love you when you're 10,000 miles away
Just the same
As if you were simply still a phone call away.
Fly away from me, no longer near
Darling, dear
I'll miss you and I might wait up at night
They say keep up, the end is yet in sight
and I say "where?"
You may say it is right there,
But I do not care
If it reaches up an bites me.
It is not tomorrow and it wasn't today
And, still somehow I must be okay.
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