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Maybe tomorrow I'll see love in your eyes And mine will dry Maybe tomorrow we can learn how to fly on these Nasty little wings And I wanna take you out But you always refuse 'cause You only play the games That you know you can lose You love to fail, that's all you love We don't know why you've been gone Somebody said you're on the run You're living where wild horses run Well, hey, whatever turns you on I'll be your confidante Come and go as you please I'll honor and protect my Wagner in dungarees From Letras Mania