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One set of doors was the color of honey |
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One set of doors was pink and gray"Well I wonder which set is mine", said she |
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As she walked down the long hallway |
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Well I wonder which set of rooms are mine |
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In these rooms she would live and die |
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Well it's better to have loved and lost(Ah but it's better not to lose) |
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Then to never have loved at all(Never have loved, never have loved at all) |
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Well it's better to have loved and lost(Ah but it's better not to lose) |
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Then to always be alone(Always be alone) |
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In your heart |
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I thought that there was more involved |
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Through all that time and all these months |
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I stopped many times to question you |
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Well I told you that it was the right thing to do |
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Well it's better to have loved and lost(Ah but it's better not to lose) |
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Then to never have loved at all(Never have loved, never have loved at all) |
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Yes it's better to have loved and lost(Ah but it's better not to lose) |
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Then to always be alone(Always be alone) |
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In your heart |
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But I knew that this was just for now |
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And the time would take it's toll upon us all |
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Well it would break our hearts, tear it apart |
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But no one understood, the affairs of the heart |
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Well it's better to have loved and lost |
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Then to never have loved at all(Never have loved, never have loved at all) |
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Well it'll break your heart, tear it apart |
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But no one understands, the affairs of the heart(No one understands) |
