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My friend and me |
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Looking through her red box of memories |
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Faded I'm sure |
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But love seems to stick in her veins you know |
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Yes, there's love if you want it |
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Don't sound like no sonnet, my lord |
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Yes, there's love if you want it |
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Don't sound like no sonnet, my lord |
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My lord |
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Why can't you see |
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That nature has its way of warning me |
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Eyes open wide |
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Looking at the heavens with a tear in my eye |
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Yes, there's love if you want it |
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Don't sound like no sonnet, my lord |
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Yes, there's love if you want it |
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Don't sound like no sonnet, my lord |
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My lord |
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Sinking fast within a boat without a hull |
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My lord |
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Dreaming about the day when I can see you there |
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My side |
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By my side |
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Here we go again and my head is gone, my lord |
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I stop to say hello |
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'Cause I think you should know by now |
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By now |
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By now |
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By now |
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By now |
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By now |
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Oh, by now |
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Oh, by now |
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Oh, by now |
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Oh, by now |
