The party’s over, it’s time to call it a day.
They’ve burst your pretty balloon and taken
the moon away.
It’s time to wind up the masquerade.
Just make your mind up, the piper must be
paid.
The party’s over, the candles flicker and dim.
You danced and dreamed through the night,
It seemed right just being with him.
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