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There's a rule in the book that says |
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It's got to be fun, yeah |
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I hate to admit, but my feelings have changed |
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Everybody expects to hear a love song |
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Love can't come from something, baby, that never was |
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And I'm leavin' behind |
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The you in my mind |
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Though I know it's new |
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It's something |
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I'll try And |
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I'll always remember |
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The way that we cared |
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Our time, our time |
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There's a time and place where thoughts are discovered |
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A package of ten, all the sheets that |
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I need What |
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I call a gift, can't be given too many |
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But loving a friend, baby, just ain't the same |
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And I'm leavin' behind |
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The you in my mind |
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Though I know it's new |
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It's something |
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I'll try And |
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I'll always remember |
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The way that we cared |
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Our time, our time, our time |
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Sorrow hangs like a halo, baby, on my head |
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Burn what empathy when the pain stops again |
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And I'm leavin' behind |
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The you in my mind |
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Though I know it's new |
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It's something |
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I'll try And |
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I'll always remember |
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The way that we cared |
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And I'm leavin' behind |
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The you in my mind |
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Though I know it's new |
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It's something |
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I'll try And |
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I'll always remember |
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The way that we cared |
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Our time, our time |
