We could have danced all night 
into the morning light 
in that cheap penny arcade
We could have danced all night 
into the morning light 
in that cheap penny arcade
But fate is cruel sometimes, 
Fate is so unkind 
in the games that it plays
So now I stand beside 
your graveside and I cry everyday
So till time does heal every scar 
and weal I shall cry every day