Sunday morning and again I opened my eyes

to lift my shattered head.

Started mending all the pieces

to explain the chaos round my bed.

And I stumbled to the bathroom

to wash away the demage on my face.

When suddenley it hit me through the haze.

There was Lipstick on the mirror,

saying:"I just had to go.

I realy liked to stay here, but I wasn′t sure if you would like it too.

And if you ever feel like seeing me again, don′t hasitate to call.

Here′s my number: 5550754"

After three long days I had to call her,

cause I couldn′t wait no more.

So we met around the corner

and love that second sight defind the score, once more.

This was just too good to be true

and I caught myself wishing that she would stick around

The other day I fortunatley found.

Lipstick on the mirror, saying:"I love you.

I′ve got a feeling this could be forever, if you feel the same way too.

I finaly think, I know the meaning of `everything′s allright`.

Yes, how about dinner at my place, 8 pm tonight.

Monday morning and again I open up my eyes

with a smile upon my face.

Full of expectations I turn around my head

to find an empty space,oh no.

This uneasy, funny feeling′s creeping over me.

I know what′s going on.

Just some steps away to prove me right from wrong.

There was Lipstick on the mirror,

saying:" Sorry, I really had to leave.

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