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Now in the summer
i could be happy or in distress
depending on the company
on the veranda
talk of the future or reminisce
behind the dialouge
we're in a mess
whatever i intended
i sent you flowers
you wanted chocolates instead
the flowers of romance
the flowers of romance
I've got binoculars
on top of boxhill
i could be nero
fly the eagle
start all over again
i can't depend on these so-called friends
it's a pity you need to bend
i'll take the furniture
start all over again.