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And if by chance I come to hold your hands

Give me time to caress the palm

For the rope can be looped again by ends

And we both again will never go lame

And if by chance you seem to notice

My eyes were swollen in tears

I waited for you on Tuesdays

Remembering how you go down the stairs

And if by chance you seem to see

The hurt and pain you gave

But don’t worry honey

I just want red roses in my grave