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zuò cí : MacDonald, Salter |
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I. . . don' t want. . . no tears. . . in the end. |
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I. . . don' t want. . . no tears. . . in the end. |
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You made an impression |
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When I looked at you |
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I knew what you wanted |
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I wanted it too. |
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If anyone had told me |
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Things would turn out this way |
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I never would believe |
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That you' d still be here today |
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And. . . |
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I. . . don' t want. . . no tears. . . in the end. |
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I. . . don' t want. . . no tears. . . in the end. |
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I. . . don' t want. . . no tears. . . in the end. |
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I couldn' t resist you |
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It happened so fast |
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If this is the real thing |
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How long will it last? |
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My love is emotion |
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And my feet are off the ground |
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We could close the door behind |
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But it' s too late to turn around |
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Too late to turn around |
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And. . . |
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I. . . don' t want. . . no tears. . . in the end. when it' s over |
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I. . . don' t want. . . no tears. . . in the end. when it' s over. . . |