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If I could sit with you
Once more,
I wouldn't waste any time
Arguing,
About whether there is a god, 
Or whether the earth is flat,
Weather you were the one 
That asked me out
That night when we had too much to drink 
By the old carousel. 
You leaned on a horse 
That was dusty and cracked, 
While I tried to push buttons
To make it start,
But the carousel didn't move that day
And neither did our affair
That never happened. 
But if I could sit you with
Once more,
I wouldn't tell you any of that.
Instead, I would leap into you arms,
To see what it would feel like
To be held by you.
I would get close to your lips,
just close enough,
To feel what it would be like 
To be kissed by you.
I would touch your heart 
To hear its beating pulse
One more time.
I would say goodbye
And tell you, you were loved that night 
When we had too much to drink
By the old carousel. 
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Oh, if only I could sit with you
Just once more.