Balloons And Champagne - Ephemera

Wave your hand at all 
The people you never call 
And find the best excuse 
To the friends you’re about to lose
Do it even though 
You can’t stand the pain 
Do it even though 
There’ll be no balloons nor champagne
No flowers for you 
But rain

Tell them you were wrong 
About the name of that song
Tell them that you took 
That poem from a book

Do it even though 
You will never feel the same
Do it even though 
It will leave spots on your name
And you will blush with shame