The Man We Left Behind

(One-two-three, two-two-four)
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 Send my regards to the man tied to his chair
 Whose fingers lost feeling, whose eyes scanned the air
 And tell him I love him, but I've left him behind
 Now, I'm no longer there and his problem's not mine
 And it's true I still crave him, I crave him too much
 He's still in my bloodstream, but I'll soon give him up
 And send my sincere lust to the girls with blue hair
 I hope they remember me, but then, I no longer care
 And all of my troubles, and all of my fears
 I send them to you now, where they just disappear
 So come lay beside me and show your true face
 This girl is a woman now, who saved a man from disgrace
 Now, the future's unfolding and the past, it's a lie
 So send our regards to the man we left behind