Boy, I know who you are

Your skin is my skin as your blood is my blood

Nothing’s wrong

It’s just a celebration

I can’t just keep them waiting

I’ll miss you when I’m gone

Let me go

Here comes the elevator

I hoped I’d never say it

But I’ll miss you when I’m gone

Girl, I feel where you’re coming from

Pure imagination, you’re love made of love

Fourth of July plays in my mind

Gunpowder sky burned in blue red and white

Ashes to ashes and dust gone to dust

Nothing’s wrong

It’s just a celebration

I can’t just keep them waiting

Gonna miss you when I’m gone

Let me go

Hеre comes the еlevator

I hoped I’d never say it

Gonna miss you when I’m gone