On that cold winter day At that club
You and I met It had been a long time
Playing on that stage That skinny guy
Hitting his drum Banging his cymbal
Crash!
A row of glasses Sitting on the table
I choose one I pick it up
As I lift it to my lips I saw you
You looked into my eyes I felt it slip away
Crash!
Now it's broken My glass is in pieces
Gather them together Melt them down with fire
Now I can make A glass figure
It looked like somebody Maybe Mick Jones?
Crash!
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