She met him down at the laundromat

Three a.m. on a washing machine

They say, and talked till dawn

He bought her breakfast at a small cafe

The morning turned into the rest of the day

When the day was gone

He thought that she'd surely run away

No fairytale ever started this way but



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It aint the mind that calls the shots round here

When stronger powers pull two bodies near

Nothing on earth can interfere

When love is what the heart wants



They made a wish on the evening star

From a roof top high above the boulevard

Up in the twilight sky

He held her hand as she held her breath

Two lonely hearts beating scared to death

Of a chance to fly

Giving in to the arms of fate

This isn't quite like the plans that they made but



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