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What if it weren't too late
For running 'cross the Golden Gate
Planning through Castro streets
Of falling upon my knees

What if these crowded sheets
Buried the past up neat
Washing away when clean
Me falling upon my knees

What if you changed your mind
Just in the nick of time
Buried it like a dream
Me falling upon my knees

What if your sun won't shine?