Across a crowded room, stranger ignite
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electrical perfume, strangers in fight
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on wings of love let's fly away, into the night
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the seed of lust in bloom
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we could have started something good
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we should have started something, but we ended up with
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Wasted moments, wasted moments
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As times is passing by, tick, ticking away
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if only we could try, but what would we say
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I've played these words, a thousand time, day after day
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and now it's time to fly away
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Yeah, we could have started something really good
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we should have started something, but we ended up with
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Wasted moments, wasted moments
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Across the crowded floor, into your arms
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you're reaching our for more, ha, dubious charms
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face to face and eye to eye
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you said hello, but I just say goodbye
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Wasted Moments
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| Suzi Quatro |
