I didn't think you would go
with the moon shining low
on a night like tonight with me.
But I asked you to be something you couldn't be,
you were free, you were free, you were free.
Now will we really be happier
than we thought we never could be then?
You're a beautiful sight
in the warm purple light,
like a dream I had failed to see.
But I asked us to be something we couldn't be,
we were free, we were free, we were free.
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