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As the men masqueraded, I’d hoped you’d return
with your feet on the ground, tell me all that you'd learned 'Cause love's never lost when perspective is earned
And you said you'd come and get me, but you were 25
And the shelf life of those fantasies has expired
Lost to the Lost Boys chapter of your life Forgive me, Peter, please know that | tried
To hold on to the days when you were mine
But the woman who sits by the window has turned out the light
You said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me