Moons and Junes and ferris wheels,
The dizzy dancing way you feel,
As every fairy tale comes real-
I've often looked at love that way.

But now it's just anoither show,
You leave them laughing then you go,
And if you care don't let them know.
Don't give yourself away.

I've looked at Lovce from both sides now,
from give and take,
And still somehow,
It's Love's delusions I recall.
I never knew Love at all.


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Quah.