He means tomorrow but says in a bit And doesn't show up at all He sets his watch to a commet's or-bit And remembers to forget to call
No courage for love, too scared to be happy No courage for love, too scared to be happy
I do... Don't... I do... Don't
Your place or mine means heaven or hell, Two adresses somewhat apart His home's dark and spikey, her's clear as a bell, It's over before they can start
No courage for love, too scared to be happy No courage for love, too scared to be happy
I do... Don't... I do!... Don't...
And tomorrow passed them by And tomorrow passed them by And tomorrow passed them by And tomorrow passed them by
Lala la lala lala Lala la lala lala Lala la lala lala Lala la lala lala!
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