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Maybe I am foolishly in love with someone that is |
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Not exactly on the same page, that I am on |
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Well all my friends keep telling me stop walking round so blindly |
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But when he calls they're not around to ever remind me |
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Maybe this isn't love |
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But if it isn't love then really what is love |
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Maybe I don't need to know what's really love |
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'Cause when he's around he's got me feeling some kinda way |
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Maybe this isn't love |
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But if it isn't love then really what is love |
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Maybe I don't need to know what's really love |
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'Cause when he's around he's got me feeling some kinda way |
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I guess I kind of notice he don't always act so kindly |
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But that doesn't stop my hunger, hunger for his heart |
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Why should I listen to those, who think that I should move on |
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Maybe what they see as drama, I see more as art |
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Maybe this isn't love |
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But if it isn't love then really what is love |
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Maybe I don't need to know what's really love |
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'Cause when he's around he's got me feeling some kinda way |
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Maybe this isn't love |
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But if it isn't love then really what is love |
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Maybe I don't need to know what's really love |
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'Cause when he's around he's got me feeling some kinda way |
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Can't seem to get past how he makes me feel |
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May not be love but it feels so real |
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Can't go with what they say must follow my heart |
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But now is that even being to to me |
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Maybe I'm happy, truly content |
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Maybe this is as good as it gets |
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Do I have faith in my confidence |
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Or an I just thinking all hopelessly |
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Maybe this isn't love |
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But if it isn't love then really what is love |
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Maybe I don't need to know what's really love |
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'Cause when he's around he's got me feeling some kinda way |
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Maybe this isn't love |
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But if it isn't love then really what is love |
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Maybe I don't need to know what's really love |
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'Cause when he's around he's got me feeling some kinda way |
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Maybe this isn't love |
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But if it isn't love then really what is love |
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Maybe I don't need to know what's really love |
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'Cause when he's around he's got me feeling some kinda way |
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Maybe this isn't love |
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But if it isn't love then really what is love |
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Maybe I don't need to know what's really love |
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'Cause when he's around he's got me feeling some kinda way |