Standing on this balcony
Looking down what does she see
Is she actually seeing me
Or some unachievable fantasy
Who is it that she does fantasize
In her eyes am I a second prize
If she told me, would I be surprised
If only she could look inside
Who is it that she is fantasize
In her eyes am I a second prize
If she told me, would I be surprised
If only she could look inside
Constant winds of change
Are blown through here today
I know you will re-arrange
No thought of come what may
I know we are playing hard
So far in this tragic game
You may hold the final card
But you will also stay the same
You know that I want to commit
But so far, I've been bad at it
How can we call it relationship
When our views are so against it
So I whiplash smile down at you
We are ending this much is true
I cease to ponder on opportune
In this tragic games fortune
Constant winds of change
Are blown through here today
I know you will re-arrange
No thought of come what may
I know we are playing hard
So far in this tragic game
You may hold the final card
But you will also stay the same
You know that I want to commit
But so far, I've been bad at it
How can we call it relationship
When our views are so against it
So I whiplash smile down at you
We are ending this much is true
I cease to ponder on opportune
In this tragic games fortune
In this tragic games fortune
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Standing on this balcony
Looking down what does she see
Is she actually seeing me
Or some unachievable fantasy
Who is it that she does fantasize
In her eyes am I a second prize
If she told me, would I be surprised
If only she could look inside
Who is it that she is fantasize
In her eyes am I a second prize
If she told me, would I be surprised
If only she could look inside
Constant winds of change
Are blown through here today
I know you will re-arrange
No thought of come what may
I know we are playing hard
So far in this tragic game
You may hold the final card
But you will also stay the same
You know that I want to commit
But so far, I've been bad at it
How can we call it relationship
When our views are so against it
So I whiplash smile down at you
We are ending this much is true
I cease to ponder on opportune
In this tragic games fortune
Constant winds of change
Are blown through here today
I know you will re-arrange
No thought of come what may
I know we are playing hard
So far in this tragic game
You may hold the final card
But you will also stay the same
You know that I want to commit
But so far, I've been bad at it
How can we call it relationship
When our views are so against it
So I whiplash smile down at you
We are ending this much is true
I cease to ponder on opportune
In this tragic games fortune
In this tragic games fortune
Looking down what does she see
Is she actually seeing me
Or some unachievable fantasy
Who is it that she does fantasize
In her eyes am I a second prize
If she told me, would I be surprised
If only she could look inside
Who is it that she is fantasize
In her eyes am I a second prize
If she told me, would I be surprised
If only she could look inside
Constant winds of change
Are blown through here today
I know you will re-arrange
No thought of come what may
I know we are playing hard
So far in this tragic game
You may hold the final card
But you will also stay the same
You know that I want to commit
But so far, I've been bad at it
How can we call it relationship
When our views are so against it
So I whiplash smile down at you
We are ending this much is true
I cease to ponder on opportune
In this tragic games fortune
Constant winds of change
Are blown through here today
I know you will re-arrange
No thought of come what may
I know we are playing hard
So far in this tragic game
You may hold the final card
But you will also stay the same
You know that I want to commit
But so far, I've been bad at it
How can we call it relationship
When our views are so against it
So I whiplash smile down at you
We are ending this much is true
I cease to ponder on opportune
In this tragic games fortune
In this tragic games fortune
Writer: Lawrence Carr
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid