She met him down at the laundromat
Three a.m. on a washing machine
They sat, and talked till dawn

He bought her breakfast at a small cafe
The morning turned into the rest of the day
When the day was gone

He thought that she'd surely run away
No fairytale ever started this way but

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It ain't the mind that calls the shots round here
When stronger powers pull two bodies near
Nothing on earth can interfere
When love is what the heart wants

They made a wish on the evening star
From a roof top high above the boulevard
Up in the twilight sky

He held her hand as she held her breath
Two lonely hearts beating scared to death
Of a chance to fly

Giving in to the arms of fate
This isn't quite like the plans that they made but

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