That's Where You're Wrong

A pussyfooting setting sun
 Make a wish that weighs a tonne
 There are no handles for you to hold
 And no understanding where it goes
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 Jealously in Technicolor
 Fear by name, love by numbers
 Streetlamp amber, wanderlust
 Powder in a blunderbuss
 She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me
 And suddenly the sky is a scissor
 Sitting on the floor with a tambourine
 Crushing up a bundle of love
 Don't take it so personally
 You're not the only one
 That time has got it in for, honey
 That's where you're wrong
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 All the old flames fastened on
 Make a wish that weighs a tonne
 There are no handles you can hold
 And no understanding where it goes
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 She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me
 And suddenly the sky is a scissor
 Sitting on the floor with a tambourine
 Crushing up a bundle of love
 Don't take it so personally
 You're not the only one
 That time has got it in for honey
 That's where you're wrong
 That's where you're wrong
 That's where you're wrong