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I return to that night and that one dance
I start thinking there still might be a chance
I can still feel your arms and your movement
I remember those words that I said and that I meant
But what really makes me weak when I try to be strong
Is any moment, day or night, when I hear That Song
You talked to me as if nothing had changed between us
But I could barely look you in the face
I could not believe I gave you my trust
I slowly looked at you and my heart began to race
I forced myself to look you in the eye
I recognized that song and wondered why . . .
Why did you choose that song for that one dance
Why did you let me think there was a chance
I let myself get caught in the moment
And I began to understand just what that song meant
But just when I thought that everything was going wrong
You came up to me and asked me to dance to That Song
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