Waltzing all by myself.

Candles burning in a jazzy room in my heart
I’m waltzing all by myself
fingers kind of blue
no waist to hold on to
close my eyes
sepia delight
dim lights, sweet nights
saxophones and jazz
monotony and razzmatazz
all by myself.

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