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by Bernie McCann
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You made your entrance on the stage
you look so perfect for your part
I've waited for you here all night
and I know every act by heart
There's no poetry between us now
no conversation worth the words
when you come near my thoughts scatter
like a flock of startled birds
On some other night my love
would sink into a bed of stones
but I've seen this part before
another dreamer takes you home
I'd pay to see your show again
though the story's wearing now
you still shine in all your charms
when the playhouse lights go down
It's over now - the exit doors
were never very far away
when all the mystery is gone
it's just a poorly written play.
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May 26 ,2002
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More by : Bernie McCann
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