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When we were young stories were told |
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That I would kiss you sweet like |
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People said there was a connection between us |
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Now that we're older stories are told |
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Of how I'll hold you tight |
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Whenever I see those people |
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I tell them were right |
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Stories will be told |
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From when our children are young |
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Until they're old |
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About our endless love |
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We must have been a blessing from above |
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Stories will be told until we're old |
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Stories will be told until the end of time |
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Stories will be told until we're old |
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Stories will be told until the end of time |
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Until the sun won't rise |
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Oh let me tell you mine, let me tell you mine |
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It all started on 77th Street |
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When we were just thirteen |
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I had no cares at all |
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Until I saw you from the corner of my eye |
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It changed my views |
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It changed my whole life. |
