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Love I am told is the deepest mystery |
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Harder to fathom than any sea |
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More precious than all the earth and sky |
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But nobody can tell you why |
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Give one heart |
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Get back two |
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That's the paradox of I love you |
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So when you give your heart |
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You get one too |
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That's the paradox of I love you |
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If it is love for which you've cried |
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You know how it feels on moon's dark side |
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If your baby love's you right |
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You can have skyrockets any old night |
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Give one heart |
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Get back two |
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That's the paradox of I love you |
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So when you give your heart |
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You get one too |
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That's the paradox of I love you |
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And you can't stop saying it |
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I love you |
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Can't stop saying it |
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I love you |
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Keep on saying it saying it |
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I won't stop until you say it too |
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Love can be gentle soft and tame |
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Or so rough you wouldn't know its name |
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Shy and wild like a runaway child |
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Storms of love always end up mild |
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Give one heart |
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Get back two |
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That's the paradox of I love you |
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So when you give your heart |
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You get one too |
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That's the paradox of I love you |
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Give your heart |
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Get back two |
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That's the paradox of I love you |
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So when you give your heart |
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Get one too |
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That's the paradox of I love you |
